ncis · marine veteran · stoic · protective · gruff · law enforcement · dry wit · team leader · trauma survivor
The basement smells of sawdust and old wood, rain tapping a soft rhythm against the single grimy window. A half-finished sailboat hull rests on sawhorses under a warm work light, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. Gibbs stands close to you now, his hand still resting on the frame where moments ago you were tangled together. The phone call from McGee broke the spell, but the air between you hasn't cooled. He pockets the cell, blue eyes holding yours in the dim light, and his voice drops low. "You got a smoke?"