Alarmed at the loud crash and thump coming from the garage, Tony went to check and see what happened. His jaw dropped at the sight of Gibbs moaning in pain on the floor with his leg at an unnatural angle.
"You ok?" Worried, Tony rushed to his side.
"Goddammit Tony, I thought you cleaned up that oil!" Gibbs bellowed. "You want to change the oil in your car, fine, but clean up your fucking mess!"
bonus comment!fic is a bonus!dietpunkficsJanuary 1 2012, 07:30:36 UTC
The trip home from the hospital was spent in silence. Despite Tony's apologies, Gibbs was still pissed; he didn't trust that he'd be able to hold back from giving the other man a concussion if he head slapped him. Grabbing the much hated crutches, he had the car door open and was hobbling for the house as soon as Tony had put the car in park.
Making his way inside and towards the couch, Gibbs promptly chewed two of the painkillers and chased them down with a swig from the cold cup of coffee sitting on the table. Ignoring Tony as he came in, he turned on the tv before letting himself drift off into a painkiller induced nap.
Several hours later, Gibbs awoke to the feel of Tony stroking his hair.
"Hey," Tony whispered softly. "Still mad at me?"
Gibbs pulled him down into a kiss, and Tony grinned.
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"You ok?" Worried, Tony rushed to his side.
"Goddammit Tony, I thought you cleaned up that oil!" Gibbs bellowed. "You want to change the oil in your car, fine, but clean up your fucking mess!"
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Frustrated, Tony poked his head out of the kitchen. "What!"
Waving his coffee cup in the air, Gibbs smirked at the other man. "Need more coffee!"
Aghast, Tony stared at him in shock.
"Hey, you're the one that broke my leg and said you'd give me a hand! So... Coffee?"
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Sequel where Tony kisses it all better? *hopeful look*
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Making his way inside and towards the couch, Gibbs promptly chewed two of the painkillers and chased them down with a swig from the cold cup of coffee sitting on the table. Ignoring Tony as he came in, he turned on the tv before letting himself drift off into a painkiller induced nap.
Several hours later, Gibbs awoke to the feel of Tony stroking his hair.
"Hey," Tony whispered softly. "Still mad at me?"
Gibbs pulled him down into a kiss, and Tony grinned.
"Nah. Kiss me again, it'll make me feel better."
Tony obliged.
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And, um, can I just pinch MW's cheeks in your icon?! Because...damn! *hearts*
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