Sunsets And Secret Hopes

Sunsets and Secret Hopes

gibbs x reader

(Y/N)’s day had been no picnic, no walk in the park. First, her power went out on her block while she was asleep, which means her alarm didn’t go off. So when she checked the time on her phone, she bolted out of bed and rushed to get ready. She needed to be at work in 25 minutes, and in DC traffic, she should’ve already left. Second, when she got into work, Gibbs didn’t even acknowledge her. For the rest of the day, he treated her like she was a probie, not a full-time NCIS agent. Lastly, DiNozzo was being extra annoying, asking personal questions all day long. 

When it was time to go home, everyone said their goodbyes and went their separate ways for the night. The only 2 people left in the bullpen were (Y/N) and Gibbs. She checked the time, it was nearly 6 pm. She made her over to Gibbs’ desk, dropped off the completed paperwork, said goodnight, and walked to the elevator. Gibbs felt slightly guilty about treating her like a probie again, especially after he saw the despairing look in her eyes as she said goodnight. He decided to catch up with her before she left the Navy Yard.

‘Wow’, she thought, ‘The sunset is absolutely beautiful.’ Instead of driving home quickly to beat the sunset, she just stood there in the parking garage. Just being. And that’s how he found her. Standing by her car, staring off into the distance at the sky. The bottom of the sky was still a comforting blue shade of baby blue. The soft blue shade was blended into a stunning shade of lilac. The clouds tied the whole thing together, with their shades of deep peach expertly fading out into shades of baby pink. The sky looked like it should be hanging in an art museum, surrounded by a solid gold frame.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it? The sky.” (Y/N) asked Gibbs. “Yeah, it’s really something…” He replied. “I love sunsets. They make me feel peaceful. Especially after a hard day. All it takes is one look, and I start to forget what’s been troubling me.” (Y/N) said, her gaze fixed onto the masterpiece of a sunset before her. Gibbs wasn’t sure what to say next. Should he apologize for how he treated her earlier in the day? Should he leave it be? Luckily he didn’t have to, as (Y/N) decided it was then or never, and asked him, “Can you stay with me, Gibbs, until the sunset fades?” “Sure.” He replied. He looked down at the agent standing next to him, and took in the sight before him. 

(Y/N) looked so peaceful. So much more peaceful than he’d ever seen her. He secretly hoped that he would get the chance to see her this peaceful again. ‘Oh,’ he thought, ‘Am I falling for her?’ Nah, there’s no way. Well… her smile does light up any room she’s in, she’s always kind to everyone she meets, and her eyes are so warm and inviting. Oh, I’m falling for her. And I kinda like it.’ If he only realized her true feelings about him, that she feels the exact same way. Why else would she ask him to stay until the sunset faded away into a deep shade of navy, now host to countless stars, dreams, and secret hopes.

THIS IS ME FR also why does it fit so well?!?

i've been like this for the last month

A Gardener's Apology

gibbs x reader

“Where the hell did (Y/N) go?” Gibbs asked the team. (Y/N) was not only a member of the team, but Gibbs’ friend as well. So to say he cared for her, would be the understatement of the year. (Y/N) had gone to follow up on a lead for the current case, but Gibbs had noted she left 40 minutes ago, and the person she said she’d be talking to, was only 10 minutes away. He started to worry about her, but decided against calling her. But when it reached an hour since she left, he decided to call her. Voicemail. Again, and again, just voicemail. 

“Oh crap, I gotta go! I’m sorry I took up so much of your time!” (Y/N) said after looking at the clock in the kitchen, that belonged to the sister of the victim. “It’s all good, thank you for stopping by!” And with that, (Y/N) grabbed her keys and her phone and headed out the door. When she went to double-check the time on her phone, she noticed 7 missed calls from Gibbs. She was so screwed. She knew she had broken rule 3: never be unreachable. She immediately tried to call him back, only to receive a 'voicemail box full’ message. She drove back to NCIS, and went right past everyone who was asking where she had been. She was on a mission to find Gibbs, and apologize. She knew she would be breaking rule 6: never apologize, it’s a sign of weakness. But in that moment, she didn’t care. 

She found him in Abby’s lab, and the first thing he did was hug her, and the second thing he did was smack her on the back of her head. “Ow!” “Where were you?!” Gibbs barked at (Y/N). “I said I was following up on a lead, Gibbs. I wasn’t planning on being gone for over an hour, but I got some very helpful information.” (Y/N) said, softly rubbing the back of her head. A pang of guilt rang through him as he saw her rub her head. She shared the information she had gathered from her visit, with Gibbs in the elevator on the way back up to the team. 

When the elevator was about to reach its destination, Gibbs stopped the elevator. He turned to her and softly said, “You scared me. When I couldn’t reach you. The whole time I was thinking the worst.” (Y/N) was a little shocked he had told her he was scared. She’s been friends with him for 3 years, and only worked with him for 2. And in those 3 years, she has never heard him talk about his feelings. She took his hand, and whispered, “Look at me, I’m okay Gibbs. I’m fine. Nothing happened to me. Well nothing besides you hitting me like Tony.” She breathily laughed during that last part. He hugged her close, and they stayed like that for a minute. Just holding each other. Letting each other know, they were both okay.

When he showed up for work the next morning, he found a large basket of tomatoes of all sorts of colors, sizes, and shapes on his desk. Next to the basket was a note that said, “Sorry I scared you, hope this makes up for it!” On the bottom of the note was written, “P.S.- these are fresh from the garden.” He smiled to himself. She remembered the one time he mentioned that he preferred home-grown tomatoes as opposed to store-bought. When she came in a few minutes later, she made her way over to him and asked, “Do you like the tomatoes?” He replied, “I love ‘em, thank you.” He brought her close and kissed her forehead. If he only knew she had a crush on him for the last 3 years, maybe she’ll act on it. One day.

THIS IS EXTREMELY IMPORTANT!!!

DO NOT DO THIS.

This makes me so angry.

If you work in a movie theater and you do this I have no respect for you.

My younger brother is Type 1 Diabetic.

When we go to a movie theater, we always get him diet soda. If he were to get regular when we asked for diet, we would not give him the insulin he would need for it. If that happens, his blood sugar level could go so high he could go into a coma, go blind, or even die.

If somebody gave him regular soda instead of diet without telling us, that person could be responsible for a nine-year-old being killed or blinded.

Just thinking about that makes me so angry. I get scared every time we take him to a movie in case the people working there saw this picture and decide to do the same thing.

Please signal boost this so people know.

10 posts! Hope I can do another 10! 

Birthday Wishes

gibbs x reader

(Y/F/F) = Your favorite food

‘Ding!’ The sound of the work elevator rang through the ears of one Leroy Jethro Gibbs. He caught a swift glance at the person exiting the elevator, (Y/N), the newest member of the team. He had to do a bit of a double-take, because he was very much not expecting her to wear what she was wearing. ‘Ding!’ The sound of the elevator interrupted her thoughts about her birthday dinner that Abby was planning. She normally doesn’t wear dresses, but since it was her birthday, she decided to do something different than her normal jeans and a long-sleeve shirt. She had gone shopping with Abby one day, and they ended up in this little shop near a farmer’s market. 

Her eyes immediately went to a sleeveless lilac dress, which was trimmed in gold at the bottom. It hit her just below her knees, and she felt so wonderful from the moment she first tried it on to now. She paired the dress with a white sweater (it’s DC after all, it’s cold!), and some nice white wedges to match her sweater. She had also curled her hair, and tied the two front sections back with a ribbon the same shade as her dress. Needless to say, she felt pretty all morning. ‘Wow,’ Gibbs thought, ‘She looks really pretty today.’ He watched her exit the elevator and walk to her desk, where she found a note from Abby saying to come down to the lab. She said her good mornings to everyone (ignoring everyone's shocked faces), and made her way down to the lab. 

She barely set foot into the lab before Abby attacked her with hugs. “Happy birthday, (Y/N)!” “Thank you Abby!” Abby took (Y/N)’s hand and ran to the fridge where she pulled out a bouquet of flowers in a vase and handed them to (Y/N). She immediately inhaled the whimsical scent they provided. “Thank you Abby, they’re beautiful!” “You’re welcome, (Y/N)! So, any guesses where I’m taking you for your birthday dinner?” “Nope, not a one.” 

When she came back to her desk with the vase of flowers, she found a croissant and a cup of coffee, with a note from McGee and Tony, saying, “Happy Birthday!” with balloons drawn on. “Thank you boys, that was really sweet!” “Of course, (Y/N), we totally remembered it’s your birthday!” said Very Special Agent Tony DiNozzo. The rest of the day went by unbelievably quickly. The team didn’t have a case, so they spent the day catching up on paperwork. (Y/N) did notice Gibbs disappear for a bit after talking to Abby, but didn’t say anything, deciding it was none of her business. 

Right before Abby made her way up to the bullpen, she remembered Gibbs was waiting to give (Y/N) something, so she waited a few extra minutes before heading upstairs. Everyone else had left for the night, so the only ones in the bullpen were Gibbs and (Y/N). “(Y/N),” she heard the familiar voice of her boss call her over. After she made her way over to him, he said “Happy birthday” and handed her a beautiful bouquet of wildflowers. “Thank you Gibbs, they’re beautiful!” She said, inhaling the strong scent they provided. 

Seeing her so happy over something he did, made him want to hold her close and never let go. So, he did just that. When he held her close, the only thing he could smell was her soft vanilla perfume, and the wildflowers. And the only thing she could focus on was the smell of his cologne, the earthy smell of sawdust, and the feeling of herself blushing at the close contact. He was not making the crush she’s had on him any easier. He also didn’t make it any easier by kissing her forehead just as she was about to pull away from his embrace.

The only thing Abby saw as she made her way into the bullpen was a huge smile on (Y/N)’s face, and Gibbs walking to the elevator. “Are those from Gibbs?” Abby asked, pointing to the full bouquet that (Y/N) was holding. “Yeah,” she replied. “Come on, let’s go to your hopefully-awesome-because-the-restaurant-reminds-me-of-you-a-lot-birthday dinner!” Abby said all in one breath. Abby and (Y/N) linked arms as they made their way to Abby’s car. Abby had (Y/N) close her eyes when they got close to the restaurant, to maintain the surprise. “Okay, open your eyes!” (Y/N) opened her eyes, and the only thing she saw was her favorite restaurant that her father used to take her to when she was a little girl. “I love it here, Abby! How did you know?” “I had a feeling. I know you love (Y/F/F), so I went on a quest to find the best in town.” “Thank you Abby!” said the now-smiling birthday girl.

The surprise birthday dinner was awesome and also enormous, each of them ordering 3 plates of food. Before they both knew it, it was time for dessert. In the dessert (Y/N) ordered, came a singular candle. Before (Y/N) could decide on a wish (it’s a tired old tradition, I know), Abby said, “Are you gonna wish for Gibbs to make you smile like that again?” Seeing the way (Y/N) ‘s face turned red, was all the confirmation she needed. Needless to say, (Y/N) had a very happy birthday, and she fell asleep dreaming of a certain silver-haired, steely-blue eyed man.