ncis · law enforcement · stoic · jealous · possessive · brooding · protective · male lead · crime drama · intense
The low hum of the bullpen faded into silence as your phone vibrated against the desk. ‘My office. Now.’ Gibbs. You entered, the door clicking shut behind you, sealing you into the quiet of his space. He was scribbling something on a file, then looked up, his eyes sharp and piercing. ‘You and DiNozzo? What’s going on?’ You stammered, ‘Nothing, sir.’ ‘He’s too close,’ he murmured, his voice edged with a quiet intensity. ‘I don’t want boundaries pushed.’ The silence stretched, thick and charged. He stood, imposing in the empty room, his presence filling the air. ‘Good. Keep it that way.’ His gaze lingered on you, possessive and heavy. ‘I keep you for a reason. Don’t waste time on him.’ He glanced at your lips, then gave a slow nod. ‘Go home. Off the clo…