I used to care, but now I take a pill for that
AWWWWWW, какой милый фик: writers block
Tim says, "Writers?" and Tony stares at him, hands dropping to the counter, forgotten.
"And that's what you got from that?"
"No, really. What writers?" Tim isn't sure why he's fixating on this, but it probably has something to do with how he's standing around in his boxer shorts and Tony a) knows, b) reciprocates and c) looks really, really good in that hoodie.
"We're in a show, McGee."
"Er, I don't think so. What's this alleged show called?"
"NCIS."
Tim says, "Writers?" and Tony stares at him, hands dropping to the counter, forgotten.
"And that's what you got from that?"
"No, really. What writers?" Tim isn't sure why he's fixating on this, but it probably has something to do with how he's standing around in his boxer shorts and Tony a) knows, b) reciprocates and c) looks really, really good in that hoodie.
"We're in a show, McGee."
"Er, I don't think so. What's this alleged show called?"
"NCIS."