Anonymous: Write one-shot where Kensi and Deeks have been dating for a while, but nobody knows, and the team finds out.

"They're not gonna care."

Kensi snorts, keeping both eyes planted on the road in front of her as she drives. "That's a lie."

"No it's not! Sam and I have… bonded. He'll understand. And if G doesn't like it… than I don't really care, frankly."

"How big of you," she mutters, chuckling quietly to herself at his extreme hopefulness for their situation to have a positive outcome.

"I'm a great guy, what can I say?"

She ignores him, continuing on. "We don't even have to tell them, you know. We could just wait and let them figure it out for themselves."

Deeks himself has thought many times about that possibility, but he still shoots Kensi a slightly dropped lower chin at her tenacity.

"That will never work, and you know it. They'll just be annoyed that we didn't tell them."

She shrugs. "Maybe."

"Maybe? Look babe, it'll be fine. I really don't think they'll be upset."

"Wow. I envy your ability to substitute optimism for reality."

"You envy me?"

"Well… sort of. You're just being really positive here, and I'm not sure if it's warranted.

Deeks chuckles, dropping and shaking his head. "You're crazy. What's the worst that could happen, honestly?"

She narrows her eyes. "I'm not crazy."

"You're not answering my question, either."

Kensi sighs, feigning exasperation. "You, not being my partner anymore. That's the worst thing that could happen."

"I think you're jumping the gun on that one."

She snorts. "You're not gonna have a gun if Hetty figures this out."

"Ooooh. Wow. Nice pun."

"Thanks. I thought I was pretty quick on the trigger."

Kensi smiles proudly, her eyes flashing over to Deeks in the passenger seat. He remains stoic, trying not to grin.

"You should probably stop now."

"I was enjoying myself."

"You're not very good at making jokes."

"Yes I am."

"No, you're really not."

"I've learned from you, so you're insulting yourself here."

"I won't take credit for your poor choice in joking methods. Puns? Really?"

She snorts once more. "Ha! Don't act like you don't do it all the time."

"I never use puns."

"Don't make me bring up the whole 'train' thing again, alright Thomas?"

He tilts his head to one side. "That's not fair. Those were necessary."

"You made conductor noises all day. I couldn't shut you up."

Deeks shakes his head, smiling as he looks out the window. "Whatever."

"I win."

"That's not what I said. I said 'whatever'. There's a distinct difference there."

She shrugs, definitely cocky and not minding if he notices it. "I don't see it."

"We're getting off topic."

"Are we really?"

"Yes."

"Well, I don't think it's a problem. This is our thing."

"I'm not sure if I'm enjoying it."

"Are you really?"

"Stop it, Kens."

"I'm gonna keep going until you admit that I'm funny."

He rolls his eyes melodramatically. "Really?"

She nods. "Yes. Absolutely."

"Fine. You're funny."

"That didn't sound genuine."

Deeks sighs, tossing both hands in the air. "You're the funniest person of all the funny people. Like super-duper funny. Your humor is the bestest type of humor ever. Plus, you make the most amazing puns, and they beat out every pun that any other girl in the whole wide world has ever, ever made."

He exhales upon finishing. "Enough, Kensalina?"

She beams at him happily. "I think it'll do."

They pull into the parking lot of OSP, and Kensi's eyes immediately grow wide as she throws the car into park. "Crap."

Deeks furrows his eyebrows. "What is it? Did you forget somethi-"

"We carpooled."

He's not seeing the problem. "Yeah, so?"

"They're gonna know."

"Oh my god, Kens. You're paranoid."

"What are we gonna tell them?"

"That we're saving the environment!"

"They're not gonna buy that."

"Who the hell cares?"

She takes a deep breath, staring out the front windshield. "You're right. We should just tell them."

He opens his palms to her. "Thank you. This is getting ridiculous. I'm not allowed to stand within a three foot vicinity of you at work."

"That's not totally true…"

Kensi trails off as he shoots her a look, head tucked.

"Okay, yes, it's totally true."

"Right. So we should just tell them."

She swallows, nodding in agreement. "We should."

With one hand ready to open the door Deeks gives her a smile, one that's overly enthusiastic and more than a little flirtatious. "Ready, Ferny?"

Kensi rolls her eyes, but Deeks still catches her grin as she steps out of the car. "Don't you dare call me Ferny."

They stroll into OSP side by side, both equally nervous. Even Deeks is growing anxious, but he tries to but on a brave front.

"It's gonna be fine," he whispers, leaning down to her level. "No matter what, it's gonna be fine."

She swallows, eyes wide. "How do you know?"

"Because."

"Because what?"

"Because it just is what it is, and we'll figure it out."

Kensi smiles halfheartedly. "Okay."

"Okay."

Sam is the only person in the bullpen, therefore the first to look up as they enter. "Morning."

"Morning," Kensi and Deeks say in unison, walking towards their separate desks.

Sam stops typing as he notices their oddly quiet expressions, eyes narrowing in on Deeks.

"Nice outfit."

"Excuse me?"

Sam smirks, raising one eyebrow as he leans back in his chair. "Weren't you wearing that same shirt yesterday? And those pants?"

Kensi's head shoots up, her gaze immediately transferring to focus on Deeks. He swallows, scratching the back of his head. "Well, I-"

"Morning," Callen says as he enters, tossing his backpack on top of his desk. He takes a short glance at both Kensi and Deeks, but whips his head back around as his eyes catch on something fishy.

"Same shirt?"

Sam chuckles, nodding. "That's what I said."

"Geez. You guys aren't even being discreet about it anymore."

Every ounce of blood drained from Kensi's face as her heart rate skyrocketed. "How do you, um-"

"Are you kidding?" Sam says, looking to Callen for confirmation. "We've known about your little thing for quite some time."

G nods. "Were you ever gonna tell us?"

Kensi clears her throat, finally finding the proper words. "Today, actually."

Sam smiles, his eyes shifting over to Deeks. "It took you two long enough."

His face morphs into a crooked smile, eyes lighting up. "I've been trying to get her to tell you guys for awhile now."

Sam furrows his eyebrows in confusion. "I meant that it took you two long enough to actually get together."

"Yeah, we've had bets going for awhile now."

Kensi's jaw drops, her eyes wide. "How long is awhile?'

Callen cocks his head to one side, thinking. "Three years, give or take."

"Really?" Deeks asks, genuinely intrigued.

Callen and Sam both nod, grinning.

Everyone's attention shifts as Eric begins his short descent down the staircase, but stops about hallway down, pointing at Deeks.

"Same outfit?"

Deeks rolls his eyes, tossing both arms up in exasperation. "How do you guys even notice these things?"

Sam ignores him, and instead just tilts his chin up at Eric. "This is the third time in a two-month period. That means you need to pay up."

Kensi's chin just drops further. "You place bets on how often we carpool?"

He shakes his head. "No, we place bets on how often he wears the same outfit to work."

"And how often you carpool," Callen adds.

"And when you guys were finally going to tell us," Eric calls out, chiming in.

Nell jogs out of OPS as she hears their conversation, running quickly to the top of the staircase. "Did he do it again?"

Sam, Callen and Eric all nod.

"YES! You losers owe me so much money!"

She pumps one fist into the air before sprinting away once again, not even waiting for a response.

Eric smiles awkwardly, clearly caught off guard by his partner's behavior. "That reminds me… we have a case."

Sam and Callen immediately hop up from their desks, leaving Kensi and Deeks trailing behind.

"Did that seriously just happen?" Kensi asks, shaking her head in disbelief.

Deeks is just grinning like a moron, chuckling quietly as he speaks. "Yes, it did. And it was fantastic. It looks like they've known it was meant to be from the start."

Kensi rolls her eyes, pushing herself up out of her desk chair.

"Are you blushing?" He asks, incredulous.

Dammit.

"No."

"You're totally blushing."

She picks up speed upon approaching the staircase.

"No, I'm not."

"You aren't dating a blind man, Ferny. I have eyes."

Kensi spun around on the stairs, forcing him to a halt.

"I'm gonna kill you."

He isn't phased. "I think you meant to say kiss, but the words just got all twisted around in that pretty little mind of yours-"

"Deeks."

"Uh-huh?"

She points one finger up towards OPS. "Work."

Deeks nods, a slight smile still adorning his features as he tosses one arm over both her shoulders, happily leading his girl towards the rest of the team.

"Whatever you say, Kensalina."