I KNOW I SHOULD UPDATE MY OTHER STORIES… BLAME THE PLOT BUNNY!

DON'T OWN IT.

Kensi and Deeks were sitting in Kensi's living room, enjoying some beer. Kensi was most definitely drunk, and probably couldn't put together a coherent thought if she wanted to. Deeks was only slightly tipsy, but still couldn't stop the occasional thought from wandering.

"Do you want kids?" Kensi asked.

"Sure." Deeks shrugged. "You?"

"Not for a looong time." Kensi answered rather loudly. Ever since her first beer, her volume had been increasing, and Deeks was now really starting to wonder if the neighbors were going to call the cops. That would be me, Deeks thought.

"Yeah, me too, I guess." Deeks said.

"I wonder what our kids would look like…" Kensi said, suddenly perking up much more than Deeks felt comfortable with.

"Yeah, that would be interesting." Deeks agreed, only to keep her from yelling again. Last time he didn't agree with her in this state, she threw a book at his head.

"I haven't been on a date in a few weeks, and I miss it." Kensi said. Deeks really didn't like where this was going.

"Well, you can go pick up a guy. I doubt you have any problems." Deeks said. And now I'm starting to not be able to control my words, either, Deeks thought, mentally slapping himself for having that third beer.

"Are you saying you're attracted to me?" Kensi slurred, poking him seductively.

"No, I'm saying that you're hot -don't make this weird- and any guy who isn't gay would have to be blind to not be attracted to you." Deeks explained.

"So you're gay." Kensi stated.

"No."

"But you said any guy who doesn't think I'm attracted has to be either blind or gay. I know you're not blind, and you said that you're not attracted to me, so you have to be gay." Kensi said.

"Yes, Kensi, I think you're hot. That doesn't mean I want to date you." Deeks said.

"Now I really want to know what our kids would look like." Kensi pouted. Deeks lost it.

"Then let's find out." He said.

TBC…

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