Tony walked through the door of his apartment and threw his jacket onto the back of the couch. He started to get undressed, dropping his clothes where he walked, finally ending at the bathroom. He ran the water until the steam fogged up the mirror. He stepped under the water and felt himself slowly fall apart. Everything that had happened today hit him with a brutal force. He let out a shaky breath, trying to keep himself together. He tried telling himself that he would be fine but his heart was telling him something different. He didn't care anymore, he was alone so he wouldn't have to worry about letting his emotions show. He pressed his back against the wall and slid down as he started to cry. He had been trying to keep his emotions hidden so he wouldn't have to think about his sexuality, what Gibbs had done to his heart. He thought he heard something but dismissed it and wrapped his arms around his legs as he let hot tears stream down his face. He wasn't sure how long he'd been on the floor of the shower. He'd closed his eyes to try and hold back his tears so he didn't see when someone stepped into the bathroom. Suddenly he felt a cool breeze and then the water was turned off. He opened his eyes and looked up to see Gibbs standing there. Without saying anything Gibbs helped Tony out of the shower and wrapped him in a towel. He pulled Tony towards him wrapping his arms around him. Tony rested his head on Gibbs' shoulder then realised what he was doing.
"No!" Tony said and pulled away.
"I came around to apologise," Gibbs said as he watched Tony back himself into the corner. "I know that you don't want to think about what happened the other night, so I won't make you...All I want to say is that I'm sorry I've made you feel they way you do," with that he turned and walked from the bathroom. Tony stared at the spot where Gibbs had been, unsure what to do at this point.
"Gibbs..." he whispered. As he heard the door of the apartment open he quickly stepped out of the bathroom. He ran to the door and threw it open. "Wait!" Gibbs turned around and looked at Tony, a towel wrapped around his waist, eyes red from crying, standing there. He didn't need Tony to say anything because it was all said through the expression on his face. He walked back into the apartment and closed the door behind him.
"You should get dressed..." Gibbs suggested. Tony nodded and went into the bedroom. Gibbs sat on the couch, thinking about what he should say or do to Tony, to make him feel better. He was lost in his own thoughts and didn't realise Tony until he had sat next to him.
"I guess I overreacted," Tony said.
"No...You're just...unsure," Gibbs replied.
"I...You know...I don't have anything against gay people," Tony started. "I just didn't think it was right for me, you know...Like...I've always seen gay people as equals just..."
"Shhh..." Gibbs placed a finger to Tony's lips. He scooted closer to Tony and put his arm around his shoulders.
"I'm so confused," Tony whispered and curled into Gibbs chest. In the back of his mind he was telling himself that this was all wrong, that he shouldn't be here with Gibbs like this, that he wasn't gay, but he couldn't muster the energy to get angry, to tell Gibbs to get out. So he stayed there, curled into Gibbs' chest, and then, for the first time in such a long time, he let himself cry in front of someone else.
