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Prompt #36: Smooch - He wore the red lipstick mark like a badge of honor.
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It was a normal Monday morning when they saw it. Hell, the whole damn building probably saw it. McGee didn't even bother to hide the silly thing.
In true fashion, they didn't say a word at first. Prying ears, you understand. They waited, patiently, for crowds to clear and the workday to get underway.
But once they were alone, Tony and Ziva couldn't help themselves.
"Tony?"
*blink* "Yeah Ziva?"
"Did you see - "
"Yeah. Just did."
"And was it - "
"I recognize the color. It's Abby's."
"..."
"..."
"I did not expect that."
"Had my suspicions, but nothing to take to the bank."
"Gibbs must know."
"How else could McRomeo have that on his collar and still be conscious?"
"Perhaps his recent near-death brush has something to do with his newfound confidence."
"More like Gibbs gave them a pass." *smirk* "Our McGee's gettin' some action, finally. Good for him."
"Perhaps you should have pointed out the - "
"Nah, let him strut it proud. Might get the IT guys off Abby's case for once."
"Indeed. Such a display will undoubtedly cause the pursuers to take a hike."
"Very good use of idiom there."
"Thank you."
They never called McGee out on it. Some things are better left alone.
Now Abby, on the other hand...
Shortest ficlet here! Tagalong for #35: Affectionate, but I couldn't really come up with anything other than a random convo.
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