Title: watercooler
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for up to season 6
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 210
Point of view: third
Prompt: Tony/Gibbs, parent-child- and love-relationship
Everyone knows they're fucking. From the lowliest janitor to Vance, everyone knows they're knocking boots and sharing a bed and however else it's said. Hell, even the SecNav's made a crack or two and it's watercooler discussion at half a dozen letters of the alphabet.
Jackson Gibbs and Abby spent an entire hour talking about it, when they thought Tony's hero-worship and Gibbs' obsession of protection slipped over into necking, and McGee took a good twenty minutes out of his day to explain to Ziva the meaning of what she overheard in the ladies' room.
Fornell's had an ongoing discussion with Ducky for the past eight years, and every other team lead in the agency's told their various probies in no-uncertain terms to never say anything in the building, because Gibbs has goddamned sonar for things involving him or DiNozzo.
So, yeah. Everyone knows beyond all doubt that they've been lovers since a couple months after Gibbs poached DiNozzo from Baltimore.
Everyone's wrong. They're more than friends, yeah, but that's the wrong kind of love. It's not exactly father/son or brothers, but somewhere between the two.
Gibbs would still kill for Tony and Tony would still die for Gibbs, and Tony thinks all the wondering over the years is hilarious. Secretly, Gibbs does, too.