Bring It On Home To Me - II

Tony stole a quick look at Gibbs again before folding up the pants that the man had thrown. Tony soon set them with Gibbs' shirt. "Do you think I'd lie about something like that? To you?" he asked.
 
Gibbs shook his head, "No" and curled up onto the bed, beside Tony, but on top of the covers, He didn't want Tony to feel uncomfortable.
 
Tony eyed Gibbs for a moment. "You're going to freeze," he said quietly before reaching out and clicking off the lamp. Tony soon curled up, the blankets pulled halfway up his torso, tucked under his arm. He used the pillow under his head to stifle a yawn.
 
Tony looked over to Gibbs' slightly silhouetted form before he scooted closer to the man and gently wrapped an arm around Gibbs' back. "G'night," he said in reply, hoping he wasn't coming off as too clingy. "You are welcome under the covers you know..."
 
"If you say so," Tony mumbled quietly. He squeezed Gibbs' hand lightly, leaning up to kiss his neck gently before he lied his head back down and closed his eyes. Tony soon found himself slipping off into sleep.
 
Gibbs ran his hand over Tony's before falling asleep himself. He liked this moment with Tony, and hoped he had more, but in a different situation.
 
Tony slept peacefully that night. Being close to Gibbs didn't bring up anything bad or made him uncomfortable because the other was a familiar presence. Tony was soon tangled up in the covers and on his stomach, one hand up and resting underneath the pillow, his head angled to the side.
 
Gibbs ended up on his right side, and his head laying on the pillow, and one arm drapped down his side, and the other just lightly curled under his head.
 
(Small time lapse to the morning)

Tony made a slight noise when dawn rolled around and the sun began to peek through his bedroom window. He opened his eyes for a moment, only to be blinded and to shut them again. Tony groaned and shifted till he pulled the pillow he was resting on over his head.
 
Nick just laughed, following Catherine off to the bathrooms. "Do you really have to go that bad?" he asked her with a grin, watching as Brass loaded the shooter into the back of the car.
 
Gibbs felt Tony moving beside him, but didn't really feel like waking up, he yawned a little, and kept his eyes closed.
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Catherine ran her hand into Nick's, "Not really" she smirked at him.
 
Tony paused, pulling the pillow from his face and looking at the clock. Woah.. Gibbs was actually still asleep at six-thirty in the morning. He on the other hand had actually woken up. Tony shifted lightly, before burrying his face back in his pillow, opting to fall back asleep again.
 
(Hey Mel, they're engaged in this one too right? lol)
Stella smiled and ate the rest of her ice cream....by herself. She took her time, loving the ice cream she had been craving for a while now. "This is so good." she said with a smile.
 
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