This is just a one-shot that kicked around my head for a couple of days. I got it down on paper or should I say computer monitor but it was pretty bad. Then I turned it over to an amazing writer, shestarsky, for some final and, I must say really amazing editing. This is the result and it is my first NCIS:LA fanfiction. Just my take on how Deeks and Kensi's relationship works.
Please review and THANK YOU SO MUCH SHESTARSKY! You are amazing.
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There are no words
There are never words for our relationship. It started one night after a particularly hard case as a way to re-enforce that we were both alive.
The next morning no words were spoken between us as we got ready for work.
At work we were just the same, bickering, laughing, arguing and working.
The next time it happened was three weeks later. This time it was to re-enforce our bond with each other. Again no words are ever spoken about it no words are needed. Looking and touching are always our way of communicating.
After 8 months we're still going back and forth never knowing which place our belongings have ended up.
Without saying a word a search was begun for a larger place we both could share; a place with room for all our clothes together, a place with a separate work space for each of us, a place where all our clothes could hang side by side in one closet.
The perfect place is found; two bedrooms so each can have private time when needed. It's close to the beach; perfect for workouts, surfing and walks with Monty.
The more time we spend together, the less time we need apart. That second bedroom is rarely used.
When we walk thru that door at night our personal bond is reinforced just as our professional bond is each morning when we walk out that door.
It's been 18 months, those three words still not spoken. Why use words when a look or touch says it all.