Tony stretched as his body awoke. The futon was far from comfortable, but one look at Gibbs still sleeping soundly in his bed and Tony knew it was worth it. He got up and headed to the bathroom, intending to get himself ready for the day before finding Gibbs some clothes and waking him.

It wasn't a surprise to Tony that Gibbs was still asleep ninety minutes later. The man had been dead on his feet the night before, even if he hid it well. Tony smiled as he looked down at Gibbs. He reached out, intending to shake Gibbs' shoulder; he wasn't expecting Gibbs' immediate and violent reaction. Before he could react, Tony found himself on his ass, looking up at a wild-eyed Gibbs.

"T-Tony?"

"Good morning," Tony half-laughed as Gibbs looked around himself at the room.

"Sorry," Gibbs got out of bed and reached out to help Tony up.

"My fault," Tony took the hand offered to him and pulled himself up to sit on the bed. "Bad luck to wake a man when he's sleeping."

"Huh?"

"Pirates of the Caribbean. It's a movie."

"Oh."

Tony looked at his hands for a moment, not sure what to say. He felt the bed dip as Gibbs sat next to him.

"You ok?"

Tony looked up at Gibbs, who was watching him with concern. "I…" Tony sighed. "Hell, I don't know what I'm doing."

"That makes two of us," Gibbs smiled. "But we'll work it out."

Tony held Gibbs' gaze and took a deep breath. "Ok."

"Ok. So what's first?"

"You need clothes," Tony said. "I got you one of my suits to go out in, but you're a little taller than me." Tony indicated to the pressed suit hanging up on the closet door opposite the bed. "You'll probably want your own toiletries too, I can check in the kitchen if we need to pick up anything else."

"You don't have people for that?"

Tony understood Gibbs was joking, but he couldn't help the minute flinch. He recovered quickly and smiled. "Little things like that are what make me the favourite. Rosa doesn't make her famous cookies for anyone else."

Gibbs chuckled and got off the bed. He crossed over to the suit, running a hand down the fabric before turning back to Tony. "Underwear?"

"Oh," Tony's eyes widened. "I didn't think of that. Never wear the stuff myself. Think you can go commando for a day?"

"I've done worse," Gibbs smirked. "Never?"

"Well, when I was a kid," Tony blushed. "Not for years now though."

Gibbs' smirk remained as he deliberately looked Tony over. "Good to know."

(~*~)

Gibbs followed Tony into the kitchen. He couldn't help smiling at the spread of food that was laid out on the table. As if summoned by their footsteps, Rosa appeared from the pantry.

"Mornin' Rosa," Tony smiled. Rosa didn't speak, she just pulled Tony into a tight hug. When they parted, Tony's smile was wider that it had been before. Rosa turned to Gibbs, who nodded his own 'good morning,' and Rosa smiled at him. The two men sat down at the table and, after loading their plates with food, Tony turned his attention back to Rosa.

"I'm heading to town today," he said after swallowing a mouthful. "Do you need anything while I'm out?"

"Such a sweet boy," Rosa replied with a smile. "We are out of tarragon, and if you want me to make bruscetta for lunch then we need crusty bread."

"Got it," Tony nodded. "Anything else? Perhaps some chocolate for the lady?" Tony raised his eyebrows and Rosa laughed. She walked over to the table and took Tony's face in her hands.

"You are too good to me, caro."

"Think it's the other way around," Tony replied, suddenly shy. "Don't know what I'd do without ya."

Rosa placed a kiss on Tony's forehead before letting him go and stepping away. Gibbs observed the display silently. It took a few moments for Tony to feel eyes on him and turn towards Gibbs.

"Ready to go?" Tony asked. Gibbs could tell he was embarrassed about being watched.

"Sure," Gibbs stood and waited for Tony to do the same. Without another word the men left the kitchen.