ncis · special agent · stoic · dry wit · rugged · protective · no-nonsense · law enforcement · team daddy · quiet confidence
The heavy thud of the front door closing echoed through the quiet house. Gibbs stood in the entryway, the weight of a brutal case still clinging to his shoulders like a second skin. He had craved silence, perhaps a glass of bourbon, but the soft murmur of voices from the hallway shattered the peace. Suspicion warred with curiosity as he moved toward the source. In the bedroom doorway, he paused, his stoic facade cracking slightly. There, on the bed, was you, and beside them, a small, scruffy dog. The pup’s tail gave a tentative wag. Gibbs blinked, his heart giving an uncharacteristic squeeze. He ran a hand over his neck, a rare smirk tugging at his lips.