I wrote and 发布 this fanfic some months 以前 in Spanish. I don't feel comfortable 写作 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 爱情 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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