50 Sentences Expanded

An NCIS Fanfic.

7. One – For Jeanne it had been a dozen roses, but for Gibbs, Tony felt one would suffice.

Tony didn't honestly expect Gibbs to be a flower guy. Maybe he had once upon a time doted on his many wives in that sort of way, but Tony knew without a doubt that Gibbs probably wouldn't be cool with receiving any.

So, naturally, Tony had to do it.

It was part of his nature to annoy, pester, and overall make people want to kill him on a daily basis. Especially Ziva. But his pranks were legendary. Besides his more obvious nicknames from college, his frat buddies had also coined the term The Prankenator. (It was terminator time, come on.)

So now that he and Gibbs were, for all intents and purposes, a couple, Tony thought Gibbs should know better than to expect Tony to change.

So Tony found himself in a tiny flower shop on the corner of an entire street full of tiny shops. It was…quaint. And Tony was late for dinner. And growing later.

But he was having some issues with the florist. It was a tiny, older woman, bespeckled and with an accent to rival Ducky's. She was determinedly insisting that Tony should spend more money (so much more!) and buy an entire dozen of red roses.

"Very romantic," she repeated.

But Tony wasn't sure how annoyed he wanted Gibbs to be. And the more he thought about it, why did the gift have to even be an annoyance? Why couldn't he just give Gibbs flowers because he wanted to? If Gibbs didn't like them, oh well, he wouldn't do it again.

So he could be his usual self, or he could be his usual self with a romantic twist.

An entire dozen would be overkill, he suspected.

A dozen seemed too…feminine.

And then Tony was hit by a sensory memory so strong he almost tripped on his own feet. Jeanne's face, in a dimly lit restaurant, when Tony had presented her with red roses.

Tony didn't want any comparisons. Jeanne and Gibbs were so very different. And the way Tony loved them was very different.

So his made his decision.

Gibbs was, naturally, a bit pissed, but the chuckle after the initial presentation more than made up for it. He even broke out a (very dusty) vase and filled it with water.

And Tony knew his choice had been the right one.

For Jeanne it had been a dozen roses, but for Gibbs, Tony felt one would suffice.

The kiss was all the answer he needed.

A/N: So in order to thank all my amazing reviewers and celebrate the MOST reviews I have EVER gotten for a single story (67 at last count) I thought I would post two chapters today.

Really love this one, too.

Request was from Silver Ardor Dragon.

Thanks for reading!

sl

Disclaimer: NCIS is the property of Donald P. Bellisario and Don McGill.