So I've seen a lot of fics on here that are just collections of oneshots, and I figured that this was as good a way as any to post the oneshots I've written based on prompts I've been getting on Tumblr. They're not in any particular order and aren't related, but they'll all have something to do with Densi. The title is subject to change if I ever think of anything better. They will also be different genres and ratings etc. I will be posting other oneshots by themselves, because I do like doing things that way, but anything that is written based on a prompt from Tumblr will go here. If anyone wants to send me prompts, you can do that by reviewing here or by sending one to cupcakesandpastrybabies on Tumblr.

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS LA or any of the characters.

Prompt: Kensi returning home and deeks picking her up and taking her to his place and them "catching up".

Side note: I wasn't quite sure if "catching up" was meant to literally be catching up or something a little more naughty (if it wasn't intended the latter way, blame my dirty mind) so I wrote a little bit of both.

From: densishipper13.

Rating: I'm going to say T to soft M.

Genre: Romance

Relationship status: established (canon post ep 510)

Summary: Kensi returns home from her assignment to find her partner waiting patiently for her.

It was 2am when Kensi's flight back home to Los Angeles touched down and 2.30 by the time she got back to OSP. The sixteen hour flight was long and tiresome, but it was nothing compared to the assignment that she had just returned from. She was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to wash the effects of the mission off her body and sleep for sixteen hours. It was only when she walked past the bullpen that she realised something was missing from that wish – or someone, to be more specific.

There was Deeks, sitting at his desk at 2.30 in the morning. He wasn't working though; he was waiting. His clothes were rumpled and his hair looked messy as though he had just woken up - but then again when didn't it look like that? His head shot up when he heard footsteps, a smile brightening his face when he saw her standing there. She was finally back. He had been sure he was dreaming when Hetty had told him Kensi was on her way back just as he was about to leave for the evening. After rushing home to give Monty his dinner and grab something for himself, Deeks had hurried back to OSP to wait for Kensi. It was a long flight, and Deeks knew Kensi wouldn't be back until late, but he wanted to be there for her when she returned. He was getting very good at waiting.

Kensi stood there for a moment just staring, almost in shock. It shouldn't surprise her that her partner was here, it was the sort of caring thing he would do for her, but she still found herself shocked that he was here waiting for her in the small hours of the morning. She felt like she should say something – she had told herself that she would work on her communication skills while she was away – but instead she just stood there taking in the sight of the face she had missed so much over the past six months.

"Ms Blye."

The sound of Granger's voice caused Kensi to break her eye contact with Deeks. She knew she had a debriefing to attend. She looked back at Deeks for a moment, almost seeking his permission. His eyes told her to go; he had waited for a long time and he could wait for a little while longer. Kensi reluctantly followed Granger upstairs to ops, though her steps had a new lightness to them now that she knew who was waiting for her downstairs.

Half an hour later, Kensi returned back downstairs to find her partner still waiting there for her. He had his head lying on his desk, undoubtedly a product of staying at work all night waiting for her.

"Hi," she said as she walked over to him, breaking the long silence between them. Deeks immediately sat up, her voice pulling him out of his light sleep.

"Hi," he repeated. Things weren't awkward between them exactly, but they could both feel the weight of their time apart settling between them. They had to break through it to get back to the previous state of their relationship.

"Uh, you want to go home?" Deeks asked as he stood up. "My place is closer if you want ..."

"Sounds great, Deeks,' Kensi replied, all of her exhaustion from the assignment leaking out in her words.

As much as she didn't want to, Kensi fell asleep during the car ride back to Deeks' place. She was awoken as the car gently pulled to a stop outside Deeks' house. That was when it hit her that she hadn't even protested about him driving. They made their way inside, both too tired to talk much, though one was definitely more noticeably exhausted than the other.

"Bed," Kensi mumbled when they got inside, too exhausted to for anything else.

Deeks followed her as she led the way to his bedroom. Deeks found a spare pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt and tossed them to her gently. She murmured a quiet thanks before getting changed and climbing into bed – on the right side, of course. After changing his clothes, Deeks climbed in next to her on the left side. Truthfully he had been sleeping on that side of the bed for a while now, even though it was definitely not his preferred side. He wanted to leave the right side free for when Kensi came home, and now here she was.

They both lay on their respective sides on the bed in similar positions: both lying awkwardly on their backs, arms by their sides, and an uncomfortably large gap between them. There was silence aside from the distant sound of traffic. Deeks wanted to say something to destroy the tension, but he presumed Kensi was asleep. It was only when the silence was broken that he realised he was wrong.

"Deeks?" Kensi said in a small voice. She wasn't sure if he was awake, but she continued anyway. "Thank you for being patient with me."

"As long as it takes, Kens," he replied, opening up his arm as she moved closer to him.

...

Kensi woke up the next morning to find herself wrapped up in her sleeping partner's arms, her limbs tangled with his. Her entire body ached as a result of her long assignment. She gently pulled herself away from Deeks, trying not to wake him, and made her way into the bathroom.

After removing her clothing – Deeks' clothing – she stood and looked at her naked body in the mirror for a moment, taking in the changes for the first time since she had returned. Her body was far from the pristine and clean canvas it was when she was born; it was marked with many scars – a result of her hardships – but the newest flaws seemed to stand out more than the others. She gently traced a fresh and rather long scar that ran across her stomach. She took in a shaky breath as she recalled the incident that had led to it. Next she touched the multicoloured bruises that covered her ribs, chest and shoulder. These would fade in time, but the memories would be with her for life.

Kensi was used to tough assignments, and she herself was remarkably tough, but she always felt like she lost a part of herself during the course of them. It was a part that could never be recovered. She felt like she was being slowly chipped away at, so she put up her walls, leaving her emotional exterior strong and sharp, but the chips still fell and the cracks still remained, threatening to crumble. She was surprised to find a lone tear slowly making its way down her cheek. She wiped it away, determined to remain strong. She would continue on as she always did, push through the pain.

She turned on the water in the shower and climbed under the warm spray once it was warm enough, wincing slightly as her sore muscles protested. Standing under the water, she let it drench her body, just standing there. It was only when she reached for the shampoo that her attention was drawn back to her shoulder. With a suspected dislocation, she had pushed it to the back of her mind, but now with nothing to distract her the pain was coming back. A short gasp left her lips which she ignored, trying again to reach the shampoo. She bit her lip, trying to stop the pain and tears, but she was only human. She cried out in pain as it became apparent she would not be doing anything that required moving her shoulder any time soon. Then she heard a soft knock at the bathroom door.

"Kensi," she heard Deeks call. "Are you okay in there?"

"Yep," she managed to force out, though her pain was evident in her tone. It was a complete lie.

"Can I come in?" he asked, his voice, for once, completely void of any suggestiveness and only filled with concern. Kensi didn't reply and Deeks took her silence as permission to enter.

He opened the door and walked in over toward the shower.

"Need some help?" he suggested, seeing the way Kensi was holding her arm in pain. As much as she hated to admit to needing help, she nodded her head. She trusted him enough to allow him to see her in this vulnerable state.

Deeks stripped off his clothes before joining her in the shower. He briefly allowed his eyes to wander over her form before he focused. He was here to help her not to admire her. He knew that getting her to trust him was an ongoing mission, one that he was determined to complete successfully. He stepped towards her, leaning down to press the lightest of kisses to her injured shoulder.

Kensi found herself relaxing against him as he gently massaged shampoo into her scalp. While she had previously felt cold and hard, as though she was cracking, with Deeks she felt warm and soft. It was a much more pleasant emotional state. A soft sigh left her lips, leading a small smirk to form on Deeks' lips. He couldn't help it; he enjoyed knowing that it was him that made her feel this way.

"I missed you," Kensi admitted softly before turning her head to capture his lips. Deeks smiled into the kiss. There was a huge difference between this and the last time she had said those words. Last time she had covered them up, claiming to miss teasing him, but he knew what she really meant. This time he didn't even have to look for the meaning; it was all right there in front of him.

She turned around, her lips barely leaving his, seeking to deepen the kiss.

"Mmmm, I really missed you," Deeks responded, his hands finding their way to her body; wandering, touching, memorising.

"I can tell," Kensi replied cheekily, enjoying the way his hands felt on her skin. She had missed this. She had missed him.

...

After their shower, Deeks proceeded to cook breakfast from them. It was a welcome change from the food Kensi had been stuck with while she was away. The both found themselves thinking how nice this was and how they could get used to it. In some ways this was only their second day together as a couple, but in other ways it was just one of many.

"So how have things been without me?" Kensi asked seriously, wanting to hear that he had been okay without her and hadn't reverted back to the way he was after the Siderov incident.

"Well Nell and Eric finally got together. It seems we've started a bit of a workplace romance trend. I expect Sam and Callen will be announcing their engagement any day now."

"Deeks," Kensi protested, cutting off his rambling. They both knew that he was avoiding the question. "How have you been?"

Deeks took a deep breath, taking a moment to carefully think over his words.

"I've been... okay. Things have been tough, it wasn't easy, but I'm just glad you're back."

Kensi wished she could promise him that she wasn't going to be leaving again, but she knew that with the uncertainty of the job she couldn't make that promise. But she could be there for him when she was around.

"Deeks," she began, turning to face him. "I really want this, our thing, to work."

She watched as a smile lit up Deeks' face. He didn't think he would ever be able to stop that smile that spread onto his face whenever she mentioned their thing.

"Me too."

"I'm prepared to do whatever it takes," Kensi announced.

She didn't need to hear his reply to know that he would do the same. She knew he would be there every step of the way with her.