Bring It On Home To Me (LV, Miami, NCIS, NY RP)

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"Gee, Gibbs, you read me like a book," Tony replied, half joking, half serious. He wondered by now if Gibbs actually knew... Nah, he couldn't.
 
Gibbs watched Tony with interest. Gibbs thought on that for a moment, and realized, He was interested in Tony.
 
Tony folded his arms behind his head, sticking his lower lip out in a pout. "You do realize I'm going to be here for the next couple days doing reports and progress on the case, right? It's almost unfair," he said.
 
Gibbs watched him do that pout thing that he does and thought he looked cute doing it. "Alright, DiNozzo, I'll be nice, You don't have to write one"
 
Tony grinned, standing and wandering over to Gibbs' side of the desk and leaning over his shoulder, looking at the various papers. "But now, what do you want me to do?" he asked, looking at the mess of papers. "Get a few file folders?" he then asked, raising a brow.
 
Gibbs sighed, and wondered where he did put them, then grinned when he remembered, and opened up the bottom drawer on his left, and pulled out a bunch of file folders, and smirked at Tony.
 
Tony grinned a bit back to Gibbs before taking the file folders and beginning to organize what papers were on Gibbs' desk. "I may not seem like it, but I'm more organized than this. How can you work like this, boss?" he asked, his arms on either side of Gibbs, letting the older agent see where he was putting everything.
 
"Well, it all depends what you get me to do," Tony replied. "I'm actually a neat freak at home." It was only a few moments later when Tony had finished, having everything organized into six files, looking to Gibbs a moment later with a soft smile. "Easy as pie," he then said, leaning over Gibbs' shoulder a little longer than needed.
 
Gibbs turned his head, so that it was closer to Tony's, but didn't make any moves to move it, and he hoped Tony wouldn't either. "I see" was all that could wrap his mind around, and hoped it was the right answer.
 
Tony gazed into Gibbs' eyes for a few moments, getting lost in them. It was a moment later he realized he was holding his breath and slowly let it out. "I-is there anything else? That you'd like me to do, I mean.." Tony asked quietly, not moving an inch. Truth be told, he didn't want to move.
 
Tony took in a sharp intake of breath when Gibbs asked that, barely believing what he just asked. "Professionally, or casually?" he asked. That had to be asked, he had to make sure.
 
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