I wrote and ilitumwa this fanfic some months zamani in Spanish. I don't feel comfortable uandishi in English, I always feel I can't quite express what I mean. Even translating feels weird, I'm not happy with the result but here it is. If it contains any kind of Zivaism, let me know and I'll fix it.
Oh, in case it isn't clear, it's set in "Jetlag", during the night they spent in Paris. Enjoy!
None of them was sleeping. The lack of snoring gave them away. Paris, the city of upendo and they were back to back but without touching. They were almost there. Ziva could feel the heat irradiating from Tony, coating...
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