This is my first ever story so please comment and review!
Sorry if my spelling sucks, it was written in a hurry.
PS: I do not own NCIS:Los Angeles
It had been a long day at work, she had been shot at twice and the had been kicked in the gut. Kensi had always been a tough girl and she knew how to take care of her self, but sometimes on her way home in the car or when she was watching tv alone at night she kind of wished he was there with her. Yes, she knew that it wasn't his thing, but she really wished it was sometimes. Callen had told her a couple a weeks back that he might turn out to be that guy, but that it probarly wouldn' t be in the nearest future. She told she accepted that even though she didn't.
When she parked her car she could see that there was a light on inside her apartment, but she was a 100% sure that she had turned of all the lights when she left home this morning. On instinct she pulled out her gun, slowly turned around her key til she heard the click and pushed the door slowly up. "Hello?" She knew that if there was someone in her apartment robbing her they proberly wouldn't answer her, but she called out anyway.
She turned on the light in the livingroom and saw Callen sitting and half sleeping in her couch. "Geeze Callen, you scared me!" she put her gun down on the table, put her bag on the chair next to the door and sat down next to him. "Sorry, I didn't have any beer at home so I came here." he lookes more awake now then what he had done when she first turned on the lights. "It's ok, but in stead of sleeping on my couch you could og and sleep in my bed. It's a little more comfortable than my couch. Come on, I'll help you." she put her arm under his and half lifted him up. They walked to the bedroom and she layed him down on her bed.
She was about to walk out and let him sleep when he grabbed her wrist making her almost trip backwards. "You are such a dork" she said smiling. He stood up right in front of her. They were only mm apart and she could feel his breath on her skin. He started walking backwards pushing her closer and closer to the wall. "This is not a good idea" Kensi tried not to smile, but wasn't as easy as she thought it would be. "You'r right we should just stop while we're ahead" he started walking back to the bed, but Kensi grabbed him by his wrist and pulled him back. The second he turned around their lips touched and they started kissing passionately. She wrapped her hand around the back of his neck and hi lifted her up and she wrapped her feet around his hips. She started pulling of his shirt while he unbuttoned hers. He walked over to the bed. They were still kissing and when Kensi found her hands trying to open the zipper on his pants she pulled back for a second and said: a really, really bad idea. She was planning to get up and leave the bedroom, but said what the hell and continued kissing Callen.
The next morning she woke up in his arms. She wiggeled her way out of them put on his t-shirt and went to the kitchen. She was pouring some orange juice when she felt a pair of hands around her waist and she turned around. Callen looked at her with a smile on his face. "You remember we talked about me not being that type of a guy?" he asked while stroking her back. She nodded with a smile on her face. "Well, I think I might be that type of a guy now." he said looking straight in to her eyes. She tried to resist the urge to kiss him, but failed. And the minute the shirt she was wearing came of she knew they would be late for work. But that it was totaly worth it…