& a last bit of scribbling
title: your separate ways
author: acidquill
disclaimer: don’t own em
rating: pg
characters: Tony
word count: 169
notes: set for the scene on the stairs in ‘Reveille.’ not exactly what I wanted, but what happened anyway.
He’s seen Gibbs annoyed, fed up, impatient; hell, most of the time he’s the reason. But this is too close, too much like nights spent standing in front of his father’s desk. The clink of ice in Senior’s glass, cigar smoke curling towards the ceiling. Waiting for the day’s lesson on how he could be better. More.
Disappointment. Disgust. Tony lived with them, delivered booze-soaked and bitter, for years. Long enough to know every way they can twist a face, turn it into a stranger’s.
Here at least, he thought he was safe. Gibbs kept him in line, reeled him in before he could screw up enough to deserve something worse than a smack in the back of the head. Headslaps were for his own good. There’s nothing for him in Gibbs’ face now.
Tony takes the stairs two at a time. If they’re at war, and Gibbs wants a soldier, he’ll give him one. He’ll do anything to make sure Gibbs doesn’t look at him like that again.
- end
author: acidquill
disclaimer: don’t own em
rating: pg
characters: Tony
word count: 169
notes: set for the scene on the stairs in ‘Reveille.’ not exactly what I wanted, but what happened anyway.
He’s seen Gibbs annoyed, fed up, impatient; hell, most of the time he’s the reason. But this is too close, too much like nights spent standing in front of his father’s desk. The clink of ice in Senior’s glass, cigar smoke curling towards the ceiling. Waiting for the day’s lesson on how he could be better. More.
Disappointment. Disgust. Tony lived with them, delivered booze-soaked and bitter, for years. Long enough to know every way they can twist a face, turn it into a stranger’s.
Here at least, he thought he was safe. Gibbs kept him in line, reeled him in before he could screw up enough to deserve something worse than a smack in the back of the head. Headslaps were for his own good. There’s nothing for him in Gibbs’ face now.
Tony takes the stairs two at a time. If they’re at war, and Gibbs wants a soldier, he’ll give him one. He’ll do anything to make sure Gibbs doesn’t look at him like that again.
- end