What about one where the reader is Tony DiNozzo's sister, and married to Shawn, and gets shot?? Happy ending please w. some fluff maybe???
The two men in your life were having a staredown. Tony narrowed his eyes as he judged Shawn. He didn’t like Californians. And now his sister was married to one.
Shawn smiled coyly. “Are we having an eye battle, or are we eye lovemaking?”
Tony’s eyes slightly widened, but he didn’t let it phase him. “I’m just sizing you up.”
“Well, don’t forget my hair.” Tony’s brother in law reached up and smoothed back his locks. Tony grimaced. Great. Californians.
“Mister Spencer?” A nurse asked as He approached.
Shawn and Tony sprung up. “Yes?” They both said.
“I’m her husband.”
“And I’m her brother.”
The nurse nodded and looked down at his clipboard. “We removed the bullet from (Y/N) and stopped the blood loss, so she’s stable now. She’s in and out of conciseness. She said if you were both here,” he flipped another page. “You needed to get along or she would die.”
“Mm, she’s always been extreme.” Shawn nodded. “Especially when it comes to food. (Y/N)’s very passionate about gummy worms. Did you know that, Tony?”
Tony’s brows raised as the nurse walked away. Was… was this guy SERIOUSLY challenging him? “Yeah. Sour only. No gummy bears unless she’s sad.”
This time, Spencer was the one who looked slightly surprised. “Cheese?”
“On salad and soup, orange is fine. On sandwiches, white only.”
“She’s a little racist about her cheese colors.” Shawn leaned a little to Tony’s face. “What about onions?”
“Soft. No crunch.”
Shawn and Tony stared for a little while more, then sat back down. Even though they’d clash, maybe they could bond over one thing: how much you mattered to them.