My eyes fluttered open and I smiled as I looked down at McGee, still asleep, cradled in my arms. It had taken every ounce of strength and courage I possessed to kiss him, to get him up to the apartment. But now, watching him sleep, I couldn't see what I had been worried about. McGee's eyes flickered open and I grinned at him.

"Morning sleepy head" I murmured, still barely awake myself. McGee looked up at me, slightly bewildered and I worried he may not have remembered last night, or maybe he'd changed his mind. He smiled gently and placed a soft kiss on my lips, and I grinned even more, realizing everything was ok. I edged myself off the sofa and pulled the blanket over Tim, who was still dozing really, and I stood there for a while, just watching him breath. He looked so gorgeous, but I suddenly became aware of how creepy and stalker-like I was being, and quickly headed for the shower. I let the water run warm and climbed in, just letting the water run down my face, feeling the warmth on my face, the gentle trickle of the water on my skin, the hands on my waist. Hands on my waist?!?! I turned and saw Tim, still fully clothed, standing at the shower door. He smiled broadly, and then quite blatantly dropped his eyes over my naked body. Some instinct made my hands fly to try and cover up but the glint in Tim's eyes told me there was no point. He raised his eyes and looked me directly in the eye, grinning from ear to ear.

"Yes?" I asked cautiously.

"Just wondering if you wanted me to cook breakfast?" I smiled at the innocence in his voice, realizing he'd probably never seen another man like this before. I dropped my hands and smiled,

"Nah, I'll do it, I'll be out in a sec and I know where everything is."

"Ok" smiled Tim and I turned back into the shower, feeling his eyes drop to my ass as I did. I knew it was weird but it felt so good, knowing he was looking at me, knowing that all through work today, every time he saw me, all he'd be thinking about was me like this. Tim exited the bathroom quickly, seeming embarrassed, and I wondered how long it would be until he'd let me see him like that. I knew he was shy, and I did not want to rush things, but the thought of him naked drove me wild. I cleared my mind before I got carried away, and quickly exited the shower, going into the kitchen with only a towel wrapped round my waist. Tim was sat on the sofa; where we'd spent the night sleeping in each other's arms; reading a newspaper. He looked up as I came in and I avoided his eyes, not letting on that I knew he was staring.

"So what do you wanna eat?" I asked, looking at the meager offerings of my fridge. "Or maybe we could go across the street, get some coffee?"

"Wont people be suspicious, two men in there together?" I smiled,

"We work together McGee, we have been in coffee shops together before, there will be nothing different today." Tim's face looked genuinely hurt, as I realized how he must have misconstrued my words. "Well, there wont be anything different from their point of view." He still looked unconvinced so I went and lent over the sofa, kissing him passionately. I gently pulled away and smiled at him "But they might if I don't go put some clothes on. We can swing by your place on the way in to work so you can change too." Tim looked down slightly bewildered, not seeming to have realized he was still wearing what he had been yesterday.

"What about us turning up to work together. Wont that be suspicious?" McGee was so nervous his hands were shaking and I slid my arms around him holding him close. He felt so comfortable nuzzled into my neck and pressed tightly against my chest.

"Tim it's going to be fine" I mumbled into his ear, feeling him pull me tighter. "Look," I pulled back so I could see into his eyes "This, us…" The word rolled of my tongue before I'd noticed, and though McGee still looked terrified, I saw a slight smile flicker across his face. I said it again, this time with more confidence. "Us, this can go as fast or as slow as you want, I'm not expecting to come out to the world or anything, I'm just content being with you." I put my hands on his face and kissed him, playing the words I'd just said over in my head, realizing how little they sounded like me. Well at least the Tony DiNozzo I always was around everyone. With Tim I felt so different, in a good way, like I didn't have to hide anymore, I had someone that I could talk to genuinely, not having to act up or play along or anything. He broke the kiss and turned back to the newspaper, and I lingered for a second, remembering the feel of his lips on mine. Looking at Tim sat nonchalantly on my sofa; I realized I didn't need to remember it any more. Because now I could lean over and kiss him whenever I wanted. Because now he wouldn't pull away, or tell everyone what a freak I was, or just shun me completely. Now he would smile and kiss me back. I lent on the doorframe of my bedroom, watching Tim. He turned round and looked me straight in the eye, and I didn't care that he'd caught me staring. I couldn't think of anything except the huge smile one his face, and just how perfect everything seemed. Tim turned away and I went into my room to get changed. I knew it was going to be a good day.