Disclaimer: I'm not Bellesario or CBS, so I don't claim to own them.
Genre: Implied Slash
Word Count: 200
Written For: avamclean's drabble challenge post here
Written For: ncis_drabble; Past Challenge #15 SongFic
Crossposted: ncis_drabble; ncisfanfic; ncis_fic; ncis_slash; gibbs_dinozzo
Summary: See I thought love was black and white. That it was wrong or it was right.
“Where I Stood” by Missy Higgins
He didn't get love. Not in theory or in practice. The ones who were supposed to love him unconditionally were too lost in a bottle to show it; if it was even there to begin with. It was the starting point for a problem he couldn't find a solution to. Every girl he met, he went through the motions. He would say the words to them, but not understand. When they would break things off, he felt no different. One minute there was 'love' and the next there wasn't. It was black and white. There were no emotions to feel.
Then he stopped running from the lack of emotions. He wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do, but it wasn't wrong either. One minute he went from never understanding and then a pair of blue eyes challenged him. He always thought the realization of what love was would be gradual, but it wasn't. One chance meeting in Baltimore led him to a place that was no longer black and white; it was everything in between. There was anger, humor, sadness, hopelessness and most of all companionship. He had finally learned what love meant and he didn't run.