Here, Let Me.
Here we go, I kinda wrote this request with “Complicated” in mind. If you haven’t read that, you don’t really have to but you can find it here Complicated (Part 1) and here Complicated (Part 2) meanwhile enjoy this one!
Requested by: Anonymous - “Hello! If you’re still taking prompts, 96 for Tony X Reader?”
Word Count: 532
Pairing: Tony x Reader
96: “Here, let me.”
“Tony!” You shout from upstairs, “Tony!” You call again, “Can you just pass me that screwdriver?” You ask when you hear him running up the stairs.
“Pass you what?” He asked as he rounded through the doorway and his eyes bulged out of his head when he saw you up the step ladder.
“[Y/N] what are you doing up there? What if you fall? Or hurt yourself?” He asked at once, coming to hold the ladder as if to steady it further.
You tut and look downwards to Tony, “I’m an NCIS agent, you don’t think I can handle being up here?” You asked with a raise of your eyebrow and tilt your head, “That’s what I thought, now shush and pass me the screwdriver, please..” You held out your hand and straightened your back when you felt a sharp sensation in your stomach and the movement caused your head to swim a little and you snap your hand onto the rail of the ladder, “Whoa.”
“Alright, come on, down,” Tony instructed, his hands going to your hips, guiding you to ground level, “you okay?” He cupped your cheeks and searched your eyes.
“M'fine.” You mumbled and nod, “He just gave a big kick, sent me a bit…weird.”
Tony grinned and bent down, his hands now spread out over your rotund belly, by the looks of you, it would seem you were far along but you still had a few months to go, “Hey listen’ could you do me a favour Junior? Maybe not kick Mommy, alright? Because then she kicks me and I have bruises on bruises on my shins..”
You laughed softly and let your hands rest on his shoulders before sliding them off as Tony stood straight, “They need putting up,” you huff motioning to the shelves, “and Gibbs is late.”
“Here, let me.” Tony said and smiled, shrugging, “How hard can it be? Some shelves. Nails-”
“-screws” you correct with a smirk, watching him flip the small headed hammer in his hand.
“-screws and there ya go.” Tony nodded once, “Nothin’ to it.”
“You’re using the wrong side, DiNozzo.” Gibbs said from the doorway, dressed in his usual attire but with a toolbox in hand. He advanced towards you both, kissing your cheek and then gave your stomach a tender touch with his free hand, “He’s right though, you shouldn’t be up there.”
You roll your eyes, though in fondness and patted his hand on your stomach, “Uncle Gibbs.” You greet and then kiss his cheek before looking at Tony, “You can come help set up the living room..”
Gibbs smirked when Tony placed everything down straight away and followed you from the nursery.
You hadn’t been in the house that long, it was a few blocks away from Gibbs, which you had wanted, he was the only family you had now, well at the moment. You and Tony still weren’t sure where you both stood, this house was big enough for all three of you if it came to that but you both wanted to concentrate on the pregnancy before jumping into anything. When the time was right it would happen. You felt it.