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Part 1056 of Dictionary.Com Word of the Day Drabbles , Part 15 of The pregnant FBI agent: A Tony/Gibbs story
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Arrogate

Summary:

Tony gives Gibbs a piece of his mind and sends Gibbs on his way.

Notes:

Another dictionary.com word of the day drabble. This time from 03/22/2002 for the word arrogate.

arrogate
To claim or seize without right or justification; to appropriate.
To claim on behalf of another; to ascribe.

This is a sequel to Gravid, Embonpoint, Gamine, Repletion, Paean, Punctilious, Nascent, Heterodox, Foundling, Malapropos, Somnolent, Loquacious, Obloquy, and Expatiate - Pregnant Tony Version.

I love learning how to improve my writing and look forward to all comments and kudos provided. They do wonders for my muse. Also, I'm not at all sure I used arrogate well, so apologies for the bad use of the word.

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Arrogate

Gibbs grabbed Tony’s hand to lead him to his bed.

“Don’t touch me.” Tony snarled. Ever since he’d met Gibbs at that investigation, Gibbs had arrogated decision after decision for Tony like being the father of Tony’s child suddenly meant that Gibbs could make all the decisions. He was tired of it.

Gibbs dropped Tony’s hand. “I just wanted to help you into a comfortable position. Wouldn’t you be more comfortable in bed?”

“That’s none of your concern. In fact, you can leave now.” Tony glared, pointing towards the door.

Gibbs shook his head. He knew if he left now, he could kiss a relationship with Tony goodbye. “I’m staying. How can I help?”

“And this is exactly why I told you to leave. You don’t respect my space or my decisions. We may have a child together, but right now our relationship is a dictatorship. You dictate and expect me to succumb to whatever you desire.”

Gibbs held up his hands in the universal unarmed position. “Whoa! What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong?” Tony paused in a rhetorical fashion, before continuing with an even louder voice, “Have you even once considered what I might want? So far it’s been all about you. You want a relationship with me. You want to raise the kid. You want me to watch this other kid embroiled in one of your cases. You, you, you! Get out, you bastard!”

Gibbs closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. Him getting angry and yelling back wouldn’t help anything he knew. Tony had valid points, he had been completely selfish for the entire time they’d known each other. “I’m sorry.” Gibbs murmured so softly, Tony could barely make out the words.

Gibbs’ shoulders slumped in defeat. “I’ll leave if that’s what you want. The only reason I asked you to watch the kid was because I wanted to spend more time with you, but things didn’t work out like I expected. I’m sorry. Is there nothing I can do to make it up to you?”

“I don’t know. I’m tired and in pain and I can’t deal with this, right now. The best thing you can do for me is to leave. If I feel like it I’ll contact you later.”

Gibbs sighed. He’d thought he had this relationship in the bag, but they weren’t even a full month into the relationship and he’d already messed it up. “Do you need groceries or anything?”

“I’m a federal agent. I can take care of myself. Right now, what I need is sleep.”

Gibbs raised his hands and backed towards the door slowly. “Sorry. You sure you don’t want help moving to the bed?”

“I’m pregnant not an invalid. I’ll be fine. Just get out of here.” Tony stared daggers directly into Gibbs’ eyes.

Gibbs ducked out the door with his head bowed in shame. He had no idea how he was going to fix this. He didn’t even know if Tony would let him fix it.

Tony sighed. He felt horrible. He’d clearly ruined Gibbs’ day and he’d been kind of cute the way he snuck kisses earlier, but they weren’t married.

They didn’t know each other well enough for that kind of cutesy action when the other was pissed. Everything he said to Gibbs was completely true. Right now, he just needed his bed.

He grabbed a heating pad for his back and shuffled into bed, trying not to cringe with each movement. Apparently, he was too far along to be spending the night on the couch. Flipping the heat on to high, Tony settled it on top of the worst pain spot and lay down on his bed and tried to sleep.

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