Just a very small Ficlet about my favourite pairing (but there are no names, so you can take anyone you want, even if I think it's Gibbs & DiNozzo)
A little bit of Fluff to make my day :-)
because
Sometimes I just hold him for all the times he wasn't held. I stroke his back and kiss his cheek very softly, just because he wasn't caressed like this when he'd been a child. I embrace him as close as I can and whisper into his ear, that I trust him, just because I know, that no one ever told him so before.
Sometimes I hold him, because I can. Because He's beautiful, and he's mine. And I whisper it into his ear, as I pull him down on the bed. I suck at his neck and leave my mark there, to claim him, because no one has ever cared enough to claim him as theirs.
And now it's too late. He is mine, and I won't ever let him go again; not if he doesn't want to.
Sometimes I hold him, because I want to. I want to be able to feel him, to imprint him on my senses. I want to breathe in his scent, that soothes my soul and I want to hear his heart beating against my chest. I want to feel his breathing against my throat and his smile against my neck.
But I always hold him, because I love him.
I hold him, because I want to show him, that he's special, that he's not stupid or a screw up, like so many tell him. I just want to show him, that he's perfect to me, just as he is. He doesn't need to change. Not for me, not for anyone.
I love him, just as he is. I love him, because he is, just as he is.
And he's mine.
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