A/N: Hi, guys. I'm back. This is a story that I've had in my head for awhile. This isn't connected to the show's storyline in anyway, it's totally random. So, no torture, no PTSD, none of that. It is a love story though. (You see what I did there?) Anyway, enjoy. -NZ
He didn't mean to see it. It was an accident.
But, accidents happen for a reason, right?
He was just walking to his desk when he brushed past hers and a piece of paper fell. She kept it so messy, it wasn't a surprise. "Sorry," he said. "Kensi, you should really clean up a bit."
"Yeah, I'll get to it later, Deeks. Can you just put it down?" she said, not looking up from her screen.
He was going what she said and move on, but something caught his eye. "Kensi…you have a bucket list?"
Her head snapped up and her eyes widened. "Deeks, give it back," she said as she reached up to snatch it out of his hands. Deeks deftly swerved to the left and gripped the paper. Kensi quickly followed him, trying and failing multiple times to recover the list.
"Wow. This is a really boring bucket list. Where's 'jump off a mountain' and 'have sex on a beach'?"
"I've already done that."
"Which one?" Deeks asked suddenly.
Kensi smirked and didn't answer, which made it worse. She tried to catch him off guard, but he was ready for anything. He continued to read it until, finally, Kensi punched him in the arm, forcing him to release his grip on the paper and she snatched it up, sending him a cold glare.
"Boundaries, Deeks. Boundaries."
He scoffed, knowing that there were only a few boundaries that they haven't crossed in their partnership. And Deeks didn't want to open that door right now. Kensi sat back down at her desk with a huff and folded the piece of paper before putting it in the very back of the desk.
He quirked a smile and went to his desk without another word.
The day was slow, so the team did paperwork, which bored Deeks out of his mind. He tried to pay attention to Sam and Callen's debate on who the best Bond was, but all he could think about was the thing that happened earlier.
Deeks looked up at his partner. She was chewing her finger while scribbling down notes in a file, which he couldn't help but find adorable.
He only got up to make a quick phone call and then went back to his desk.
"Where were you?" Kensi asked.
"I had to make a phone call," he said simply.
"To who?"
"A friend."
Callen looked at the two of them. "He's probably making sure a date's still on for tonight, Kensi. That she hasn't had a stroke of better judgment and backed out."
"No, he doesn't have a date," Kensi said confidently.
"How would you know?" Sam asked her.
"Yeah, how would you know?" Deeks repeated, trying—and failing—to hide his grin.
"I-I-I would know because you would've bragged about having a date all day, which you haven't." she recovered quickly.
"She has a point," Callen agreed. "If you had plans with a girl tonight, Deeks, we would hear all about it."
"I do have plans tonight, guys."
"You do?" Kensi asked, shocked. And hurt. Friday nights were their night. Beers, pizza, and a movie. It was a constant thing. And now, he was telling her last minute he had to cancel?
She had no idea.
"I do."
"Why haven't you talked all of our ears off about it?"
"I wanted to see if Connery won."
"Never," Callen said.
"He's a classic, G!" Sam shot back.
"Have you seen what Craig's done with the role? Genius."
The two of them continued like that, the Deeks Date conversation forgotten. Deeks smiled. God, he was good. He went back to his files, but not before he saw Kensi looking at him, confusion and disappointment apparent on her face.
It was suddenly five o'clock and everyone was packing up. Callen and Sam left together, still having the "Connery v. Craig" debate, only giving a small nod to the junior agent and the cop as a goodbye.
Deeks swayed in his chair before grabbing his bag and went over to Kensi.
"So, I'll be at your house around seven?"
"I thought you had a date," Kensi said, not even bothering to hide the bitterness in her voice.
"Wear something nice," he said, avoiding the question. "Like, a dress."
"Deeks…" Kensi started.
"Kens, just trust me, okay? Please? I'm your partner, I've got your back, alright?" Before she could ask any more questions, he walked out of the bullpen and the mission and quickly made it to his car.
