ZIBBS - 'Love is Love'
Story: Love is Love.
Fandom: NCIS
Ship: Zibbs
Rating: T, but this might change at some point...
Summary: Ziva could have any man she desired, but the only man she wants seems to be out of reach. How can Ducky solve that problem?!
Disclaimer: I do not own the show... sadly...
Chapter: 1/?
Love is Love.
She had known for a while know, that men her own age tended to act very childish and immature. Tony Dinozzo and Timothy McGee had only been two of many examples Ziva had encountered in her life.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs, on the other hand, was all man. He was strong and mature, yet funny when appropriate. Other qualities of his included his ability to build a boat that could actually be used, and his trustworthiness, which was greatly appreciated by the young Israeli.
He was tall and handsome with incredibly beautiful blue eyes that gave her goosebumps every time he looked at her. Rides on the elevator with just him and no one else left her brain clouded with his scent, wood, bourbon, coffee - over all very manly.
She was sure that, if that moment ever came, he would be able to seduce her just by standing close to her, staring into her eyes. His eyes, his scent, the sheer thought of being able to be close to him, touch him, was enough to distract her from the simplest tasks. Once he caught her staring at him while she was supposed to write a report, and another time she kept standing too close behind him in an interrogation, taking in the smell of coffee and wood.
Not bringing up that topic in any conversation with her, he seemed just as smitten as her.
He, too, used to stare at her every now and then, wanting to touch her hair - her oh so perfect hair - feeling the need to kiss her lips - her soft, perfect, lips.
Sometimes, in the elevator, he could not help himself but take a small step closer to her. Her hair smelled like a mixture of mango and strawberry, and left him feeling more intoxicated than the bourbon ever had.
In a way, they both knew that the other one felt the same. However, acting on those feelings was a challenge for both of them. They had been used to hiding their feelings extremely well throughout their lives, for different reasons. He was her boss, he had rules against that kind of thing. She was young and beautiful, and could have any man she desired. Jethro almost wanted her to find someone. He wanted her to be happy with someone who was not him, feeling slightly insecure about his ability to give her everything she needed.
If it had not been for Ducky, the two of them would never have found their way into the relationship they would never want to miss.
TBC
A/N: Sorry that the chapter is so short, but I'll try to write a longer second chap.
Hope you like it so far! Review, please!! :D
Fandom: NCIS
Ship: Zibbs
Rating: T, but this might change at some point...
Summary: Ziva could have any man she desired, but the only man she wants seems to be out of reach. How can Ducky solve that problem?!
Disclaimer: I do not own the show... sadly...
Chapter: 1/?
Love is Love.
She had known for a while know, that men her own age tended to act very childish and immature. Tony Dinozzo and Timothy McGee had only been two of many examples Ziva had encountered in her life.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs, on the other hand, was all man. He was strong and mature, yet funny when appropriate. Other qualities of his included his ability to build a boat that could actually be used, and his trustworthiness, which was greatly appreciated by the young Israeli.
He was tall and handsome with incredibly beautiful blue eyes that gave her goosebumps every time he looked at her. Rides on the elevator with just him and no one else left her brain clouded with his scent, wood, bourbon, coffee - over all very manly.
She was sure that, if that moment ever came, he would be able to seduce her just by standing close to her, staring into her eyes. His eyes, his scent, the sheer thought of being able to be close to him, touch him, was enough to distract her from the simplest tasks. Once he caught her staring at him while she was supposed to write a report, and another time she kept standing too close behind him in an interrogation, taking in the smell of coffee and wood.
Not bringing up that topic in any conversation with her, he seemed just as smitten as her.
He, too, used to stare at her every now and then, wanting to touch her hair - her oh so perfect hair - feeling the need to kiss her lips - her soft, perfect, lips.
Sometimes, in the elevator, he could not help himself but take a small step closer to her. Her hair smelled like a mixture of mango and strawberry, and left him feeling more intoxicated than the bourbon ever had.
In a way, they both knew that the other one felt the same. However, acting on those feelings was a challenge for both of them. They had been used to hiding their feelings extremely well throughout their lives, for different reasons. He was her boss, he had rules against that kind of thing. She was young and beautiful, and could have any man she desired. Jethro almost wanted her to find someone. He wanted her to be happy with someone who was not him, feeling slightly insecure about his ability to give her everything she needed.
If it had not been for Ducky, the two of them would never have found their way into the relationship they would never want to miss.
TBC
A/N: Sorry that the chapter is so short, but I'll try to write a longer second chap.
Hope you like it so far! Review, please!! :D