Warning: Slash.
A/N: Hey guys I'm back! And with one more chapter after this! Yes I know it's short, but don't worry I have another fic on the way, more on that next chapter!
Chasing Elf Lord
"Do you think they killed him?"
"Where would they hide the body?"
"Good point"
"Here he comes"
Both Agents scrambled to their desk and proceeded to look busy as their teammate came into the Pen, pale and shaken. The two watched as Tony sat in his chair, and stared into space.
"Tony?" Ziva finally asked after five minutes of this, surprising both her and Tim when the Senior Agent jumped as though startled, "are you alright?"
Tony's eye just twitched.
Tony snapped out of his traumatized state by the end of the day and was the first one to rush out the Pen when Gibbs let them go home, keeping a wide length away from the ex-Marine.
"Hey Tony hold the elevator"
Automatically Tony held it open, Tim came in and then the door closed.
Awkward silence.
"Soooo, gonna tell what that was about?" Tim finally asked.
"Gibbs and Leon are scary" Tony answered.
"That's not what I meant, I'm talking about you telling Ron to stay away from me"
"So it's Ron now" Tony grumbled before he could stop himself.
Tim raised a brow, "Yes its Ron now" Tim said, "does that bother you?"
"Yes!" Tony snapped as the door opened, the two walked out.
"Tony—"
"He was flirting with you!"
"I don't—"
"No one suppose flirts with you but me! Not even Abby!"
"What are—"
"And there's Boss, what hell is he thinking?"
"What does that—"
"You were mine first!"
Tim watched his co-worker rant and rave, pacing back and forth in the parking lot, his mind reeling at what the man said, his eyes getting bigger when he realized just what Tony was saying.
"Tony"
"And what was with him being at your apartment at those hours!"
"Tony"
"And those damn boxers!"
"Tony!"
"What!"
"Do you like me?"
Tony blinked, then blushed when he recalled the words he said moments ago.
"Um…can we pretend I never said anything?" he stuttered, and quickly made a beeline to his car, Tim following.
"No we can't pretend" Tim said.
Tony squeaked when Tim loomed over him, trapping him between his own car.
"Do you like me?" Tim repeated.
Tony stared at those big green eyes, which bore into his, fear shivering through him, should he answer? Tell him the truth and risk possible rejection and disgust? Or maybe he should play it off, pretend it was all a joke, what the hell he should do?
"Tony? Do. You. Like. Me?"
Gulping Tony hesitantly nodded, and Tim…Tim smiled and kissed him.
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