A/N: Fluffy epilogue time! Yay!
Tony woke up on a Sunday morning under soft, cotton sheets and a warm tanned arm. He smiled, remembering how he had come home with Gibbs last night and spent the night with the older man. He sighed and rolled over to face Gibbs, kissing him to wake him up. Gibbs, still half asleep, groaned and put his hand on the back of Tony's neck.
Using all the will power he had, Tony pulled away and laughed at Gibbs' drowsy whimper.
"We've got to get up, sweetie. I've got something planned for us." Tony whispered, and Gibbs' mumbled something to the effect of 'five more minutes', but Tony playfully pulled the covers off his boss. He laughed again when Gibbs, lying there in nothing but his black boxers, grumbled loudly and attempted to pull the blanket back up, squirming until he felt Tony's arms around his hips.
"Shh, you'll like what I have in store for you." Tony breathed. Gibbs opened his eyes fully and looked at Tony.
"Ok, we've got to get dressed first, though." Gibbs mumbled, face half pressed into the pillow, and when Tony smiled, Gibbs continued. "Dressed, Tony, not replaying last night." They both laughed, and Tony slowly rolled out of bed. Yes, rolled off the edge of the bed and then picked himself up off the floor. Because he's that immature.
Picking up a dark red shirt, Tony slowly started buttoning it up, and bent over to pick up his pants. Turning his head, he could see Gibbs gazing hungrily at him from behind. Tony laughed again, sidling up to the edge of the bed.
"You said it - no replays of last night. Not until we get back from your surprise, anyway." Tony smirked. Gibbs sighed in frustration and slipped out of bed, staring at Tony for a moment before picking up the clothes that were hurriedly discarded on the floor last night.
As they walked out the door, Tony asked what would happen when they went to work, what they would tell the others. Gibbs thought for a moment before telling Tony they would keep it a secret, for now at least.
"You know I'll never be able to leave you alone after last night, expect to be pulled into a toilet cubicle at least a few times this week..." Tony smirked, waiting for his smack on the head.
Gibbs smiled, knowing what Tony was expecting, but reached down and slapped his ass, making a Tony emit a high-pitched squeal
"Always wanted to do that." Gibbs chuckled, as they stepped into the car. When they sat down, Gibbs placed his hand lightly on Tony's thigh.
"I love you, Tony."
For once, Tony didn't feel like it was too soon, or too strong a phrase. For once, he found himself able to say it without feeling awkward or wanting to silently slink out of it.
"I love you too, boss."
A/N: Hope you guys liked that! Thank you all for the wonderful reviews, I love every single one of you!