December 21st: Longest Night - 300 words - Happy Solstice! Light the Yule Log, stay up late, make some wishes for the new year, play cards, or tell ghost stories in the flickering firelight.
Fandom: NCIS
Warnings: Gibbs/Tony
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS.
Down by the Fire
It had been a long week and Tony was exhausted, it being the longest night of the year didn't help. Whenever he closed his eyes, all he saw were the victims he couldn't save. This last case at the forefront, blinding him with all the blood. They were too late. Just a few extra minutes and Susan would still be alive. He huffed out in annoyance and grabbed his keys. He knew someone that was just as wound up and they needed to talk.
Showing up at Gibbs's place, with a box of pizza and some liquor, had become a common occurrence over the past few years. He loved the warmth of the home and he loved the man who lived there.
Jethro wasn't surprised when Tony showed up at his door, looking like a drowned rat. The rain had been coming down threatening to turn into snow.
"Steaks are almost done." Gibbs watched as Tony shrugged out of his coat and knelt next to the fire rubbing his hands.
The warmth of the fire and the two cooking steaks thawed him from the inside and he smiled. Of course Gibbs knew he'd come. He felt him kneel next to him, checking the steaks, and Tony inhaled the smell of sawdust and coffee. He knew he was caught when he saw Jethro smirking.
They both knew where this night would end and Tony leaned into the strong chest, purring when hands circled his waist holding him tight.
"Ya know, this would be better if we didn't wait till we were burnt out." Tony whispered, gazing into the fire as it crackled and sparked at the logs underneath.
Jethro kissed the top of his head, tightening his hold. "You need the excuse…" Gibbs voice rumbled across his ear and Tony shivered.