trailofdebris:

requested by Mathilde and eaten by tumblr the first time around

Tony frowned lightly. The price was pretty steep, and this wasn’t actually what he’d been looking for. Yet he liked the color and the design. Granted, it was a far cry from ‘manly’ but then again, he was willing to overlook that little fact in favor of the whole package. Plus, he better get used to a bit of red and pink in his life now…

He ran his hand over the seat cushion. Smooth against the skin of his hand.

He tugged on the straps hard. Nothing ripped, the material didn’t cut into his skin.

Tested the belt buckle. It didn’t open and he couldn’t get it to open with only one hand.

“Tony.”

He looked up from the car seat he was inspecting to see Ziva shift uncomfortable on her feet.

“Huh?”

“Will you finally decide on one? Your daughter is playing soccer with my kidney and I really have to use the restroom.” she asked him, her voice bordering on a whine. He gave her a sheepish grin and put the car seat down to grab a packaged one he put into their shopping cart. Ziva gave a relieved sigh and went to push the cart in the direction of the exit so they could finally pay for their purchase, but he stopped her and wrapped his arms around her middle.

“I love you. Both of you.” he told her, kissing her cheek gently as he rested his hands on her pregnant belly. He felt their daughter give a strong kick and Ziva smirked against his lips before she kissed him.

“We love you, too. And I would love you even more if you didn’t have to triple-check everything.” she teased him.

“Just making sure everything’s safe.” he told her, stroking her cheek. “Hey, how about you go find the restrooms and get us a table at the Chinese restaurant outside while I pay for all this stuff and get it to the car.” Tony suggested. Ziva stared at him before she blinked rapidly and pull him down for a kiss.

“I love you.” she told him, giving a small sniffle and he tried to keep in his chuckle. “In case I am faster than you are, want me to order something?” she asked him and he told her to get him a soup and wait with the main course. He watched her waddle along to the exit as he went for the next free cash register, his eyes bulging slightly when he saw the total cost of their purchases. And they were just getting started, they were still missing a crib and a changing table, never mind actually setting up the nursery with fresh paint and a hardwood floor. Oh boy.

When he got back from putting their purchases in the trunk of their car, he found her waiting at the restaurant. As he started spooning up his soup, he felt her watch him and finally couldn’t stand it any more.

“What?” he asked her, self-consciously checking if he had gotten himself dirty somehow.

“I know I’m not easy to be around with most of the time. And I’m sorry.” Ziva apologized and Tony put down his spoon, reaching for her hands and squeezing them.

“You’re pregnant, Ziva. Hormones going crazy. I understand.” he assured her, but she shook her head.

“I shouldn’t have said that, about loving you more if you weren’t triple-checking things. You’re right, we have to make sure that everything is safe for the baby, and-”

“Ziva.” he interrupted her gently, shaking his head. “I know what you meant. It’s okay, really, there is no point in checking things again and again when you already know that they’re safe. I’m not angry or anything, really.”

Ziva slowly nodded, biting her lip.

“Tell you a secret?”

“Huh?”

“You know how I whined about going baby shopping today because the game was on and I wanted to watch that?”

She slowly nodded.

“Well, I actually think this was more fun.” Tony admitted and watched as her face lit up in a big smile.