Hey! So these are just going to be multiple oneshots for Densi ?If you have any suggestions please leave a review, they are appreciated, thanks (one shots are not connected unless I say)
She turned towards him, laying her head next to his shoulder, unaware in her unconscious state. But he was aware, very. He was aware of the warmth radiating off her, the glow her skin gives. Aware of her slow deep breaths.
Aware of the closeness between them, her turned on her side facing him, her face pressed against his shoulder. Aware of her legs crossed over his. Aware of the way their bodies were almost pressed together, but not quiet, just inches apart. Aware that they were so close to being one, but it's like even in her sleep, she's pulling back.
He wanted desperately to pull her closer, to breath in her smell, sunshine, gunpowder, and uniquely Kensi.
He wanted it all.
Mostly he wanted to be normal. He wanted to be able to tell her, how he feels. Sure, he jokes all the time about how beautiful she was. He just wished she knew that he wasn't joking.
He would randomly come up behind her and whisper in her ear, things like 'Morning beautiful' or 'wanna hug me?' or 'wanna go cuddle in the gym?' secretly hoping she would respond with a thank you, maybe hug him, and hell even cuddle.
But that's not going to happen. But he'll keep begging for hugs. Keep begging for kisses. Keep begging, but never getting. Because she thinks he's joking, maybe because he says it in a joking manner, maybe because he won't tell her how he feels, maybe because he's horrible at communicating.
But little does he know that when he begs for hugs, kisses, cuddles, that she wants to give them to him. But she won't, because she thinks he's joking. She wants to hold him in her arms, she wants to give him kisses. But that's not going to happen, because they're both horrible at communicating.
Maybe they need to work on that.
He felt her shift again, only this time she looked up at him.
"Your thoughts are really loud." She says groggily, sleep coating her voice.
He smiles at her. "Sorry." He whispers. Then looks around the room, at the other bodies sleeping.
The whole team was ordered to stay at the mission tonight. It was 1 am when they wrapped up the case, and they were all too tired to drive. They couldn't call a cab or an uber, because their location was supposed be on the down low.
Hetty told them to claim the bunk room. Funny, it's called a bunk room but there's limited beds. Callen gets his own, Sam too. Nell and Eric get one, then Kensi and Deeks.
"What are you thinking about?" She asks in a whisper.
"Monty." He says. He wasn't lying, just not telling the whole truth, he was thinking about how he wished he, Kensi, and Monty were taking a family walk on the beach.
He looked back down at her. "Why did you actually wake up?"
Kensi sits up and looks at him, "I have to pee." With that she stands up and stretches, making all her bones scream, then walks out of the room.
He smiles and looks down at the spot she was just occupying, letting his mind take over.
Visions of him and her swarmed his head, him making breakfast for her, her smelling food and walking down the stairs, with messy hair, and his big shirt, Monty begging for her breakfast, and her sneaking him some, thinking that he wouldn't notice. If only.
"Scoot." He hears, then looks up to see Kensi standing there, waiting for him to move.
Wordlessly he moves to his respected side with a smile on his face.
He felt the bed dip lightly as she lay down next to him.
He turned his head to the side to look at her, only to find, her looking at him.
"I want a kiss." He says with a lopsided smile.
Kensi grinned. "I want a million dollars."
"I want a kiss."
Kensi smirks, "where?"
Deeks eyes went wide, but soon gathered himself. "Right here," he says, Pointing at his lips, "right on the mouth."
"Hmm, don't think so. Monty kisses you there." She says with a laugh.
Deeks smirked, "Well, you can kiss me other places.."
Kensi reached behind her and grabbed a pillow, this motion was followed by her beating Deeks with it, then covering his mouth with her hand, telling him to shut up or he was going to wake Sam up.
After he received a pillow beating they both lay down on the bed, recovering from the fight.
He turned his head to look at her. He watches as her chest raised, and fell.
Kensi slowly turned her head and looked at Deeks.
She watched him watch her. Wordlessly she reached out and combed her fingers through his hair. That was something she always wanted to do. She was surprised, it was silky.
She let her hand rest there as his eyes met hers.
"I'm was just thinking about what you would look like bald." She lies.
"And?" He asks.
"And, you would look a lot better. This mop on your head isn't exactly a hit with the ladies." More lies just kept spilling out of her mouth. Honestly she would be horrified if he shaved, or even trimmed his hair.
Her hand still in his hair, she watched as he grinned up at her. "You like my hair Fern, don't deny it."
"You're right, it looks good. It would look better in the garbage though." She simply smiled, and pulled her hand away from his head, and places it by her side.
Deeks immediately missed the feeling.
He frowned, reached out, took her hand, then placed it on the top of his own head, encouraging her to, again run her fingers through his messy locks.
Kensi smirked, then removed her hand.
She watched as Deeks frowned, then replaced her hand.
This went on for a while, until she finally just gave it to him.
She ran her fingers through it, enjoying the feeling, a lot more than she should have.
She watched as he sighed contently, and closed his eyes.
She listened as he told her stories about Monty she's never heard before.
Mindlessly, she played with his hair, twirling it, and just simply enjoying the feeling of silk between her fingers.
She didn't notice how much closer they got. His head was level with her shoulders, his face was pressed against her exposed skin, due to her tank top.
Her hand that wasn't in his hair, was resting on his back. She felt vibrations as he talked against her skin.
"You know I could get use to this Fern." He mumbled.
Me too
"Don't." She said, completely ignoring her thoughts.
"Hmmm. I want a kiss on the mouth." He says.
Kensi chuckles, but says nothing.
After a while of silence, she was almost sure that Deeks was asleep.
Their position had changed a little. Her arms were still around him, but his face was in the crook of her neck.
She pulled back enough to look at his face, which looked peaceful.
She thought back to what Deeks said.
"Hmmm. I want a kiss on the mouth."
She leaned down, and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.
"It's not a kiss on the mouth, but that will have to do." She whispered softly.
"Goodnight Deeks," She says to the person she thought was unconscious, "and, by the way, I kinda do love your hair."
Deeks took a deep breath then said, "Goodnight Fern."
He received a punch.
He just chuckled, and snuggled in closer.