Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or its characters.
Note: This is a collection of one-shots. Some will be pre-slash or as they get together while others will be post-them-getting-together. Some will be short. Some will be long. Idea explained in intro. Enjoy!
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Intro: So if anyone, even an ex-wife, had come to Tony and told him things about Gibbs, in response to most of them Tony would've laughed and called them insane. Though he guessed after being lovers/husband to the grey-haired man for so long and partners/friends with him for even longer, he really shouldn't have been so surprised to find out the things he did. Gibbs had always been full of surprises. After Tony and Gibbs had finally confessed their love for each other and gotten together, Tony started calling them "Gibbs' Quirks". And just as Gibbs had written down all the "Gibbs' Rules", Tony wrote down each quirk as it came to him.
This is the story for each of those quirks.
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Tony had never been more tired in his life. Which was no surprise considering, he'd never made love all day before either. He still could hardly even believe that fact. If it wasn't for the pain in his ass and muscles, he'd have thought it was just a dream, a lovely, arousing, sex-filled, wonderful dream. As he woke up and remembered it, he smiled widely. He had never been more in love than he was with Leroy Jethro Gibbs. It's the reason that Tony was so happy to be waking up in the older man's house, his bed. For once, he wasn't dreading having to get up and leave, having that talk with whoever's bed he woke up in where he told them the sex was a one-time thing, and the regret, self-hatred, and loneliness he'd started to feel because of it as he got older. Nope, not today. Because he and Gibbs were in this for the long-run.
Speaking of the man, as Tony reached out, he realized that he wasn't in the bed with Tony. Tony was about to second-guess everything when he heard a faint noise coming from the bathroom. Furrowing his brows in confusion, Tony got out of the bed and walked down to the master bathroom. The noise got louder but was distorted by the sound of the shower and Gibbs' voice. When he finally got to the door, he slowly and quietly turned the knob and pushed it just a little bit open. Peeking in, he saw his lover's silhouette behind the textured doors of the shower. As what he was seeing and hearing finally hit him, Tony's eyes widened and he had to use all his self-control not to gasp or laugh or say something.
His lover, the hard-ass Boss, the "second B is for Bastard", the man who had pretty much faced everything that would make any simple man fall in the fetal position and cry and lived to tell the tale, the famous Leroy Jethro Gibbs was not only listening to country music but singing along to it. Tony didn't know Gibbs even liked any kind of music let alone country music! He had never seen the man turn the radio on in the car except to listen to the weather or sports stations. He'd never seemed to own an iPod or CD player. He'd never turned music on while working on his boat even though he had a radio down there. He had on numerous occasions turned off Tony or Abby or anyone's music without any explanation as to why. He had some recordings of Kelly playing music on the piano, but that was pretty much the only music Gibbs had ever seemed to own or listen to. Tony and Abby had asked him before why he didn't like music. Most of the times, he had just ignored the question. But Tony swore he'd said one time that it annoyed him. So why was the man listening to it in the shower? And why country music? Tony didn't exactly dislike country music; it just depended on the song and artist.
Just then, his lover reached for the handle and turned the water off. Tony quickly closed the door and went back to the bedroom. He lay back down on the bed and pretended to be asleep. Gibbs came in two minutes later, wearing nothing but a towel. He had known Tony had peeked in on him in the shower; he'd felt his lover's eyes on him. Now that he and Tony were together, he didn't see a reason to stop what he was doing and pretend Tony didn't see what he saw. He just wondered why, after all the time, Tony felt he had to pretend he didn't. He stood at the foot of the bed and looked down at him. "I know you're awake Tony," he said sternly.
Tony opened his eyes and smiled sheepishly at Gibbs. Then he scooted down to the edge of the bed where Gibbs was standing and opened his legs so Gibbs was standing between them. He looked up at Gibbs as if waiting for Gibbs to tell him he was upset he'd spied on him. But instead, Gibbs just gave him a small, gentle smile and leaned down to give him a loving kiss. Tony responded immediately, sighing into the kiss with contentment, and relaxed as he felt that Gibbs wasn't mad at him.
After a moment Gibbs pulled away, he looked down at Tony with a somewhat sad expression and said, "I used to hate music because Shannon and Kelly both loved it. But country music was big in Stillwater. I listen to it because it relaxes me and reminds me of Shannon and Kelly without being too much of a reminder."
Tony nodded slowly in understanding. He knew there were some things that his lover may never be able to enjoy again because of losing his girls. He didn't mind. And if Gibbs would be willing to listen to some country with Tony, then he'd get used to it because he loved Gibbs. They saw each other's understanding on their faces and smiled at each other. Gibbs moved to get dressed then headed downstairs for his second cup of morning coffee.
Tony reached into the drawer and pulled out the worn notebook. He opened to a blank spot and wrote: "Gibbs' Quirk Number 13: listens to country music in the shower".