Prompt: in a moment of insecurity, a heavily pregnant Kensi gets upset and asks Deeks if the reason he's been working out so much is to impress other women because he doesn't find her attractive anymore. Deeks is naturally confused.

"You wanna grab breakfast?" Deeks asked Kensi as they moseyed down the path that ran the length of the beach, fingers linked. He'd already gone for a run before Kensi could even get her massive, 38 week pregnant self out of bed. She wished she had enough energy for more than a 30 minute walk.

Deeks gave her hand a shake and she looked up, returning his smile. It wasn't his fault that she was tired, achy and cranky.

"Mm, yes, but only if you promise to rub my feet when we get back home," she bargained and Deeks grinned.

"I think I can handle that."

"Hey, Marty, looking good!" A woman in a bright orange bikini top and minuscule shorts shouted as she ran by.

"Thanks! How's Jake?"

"Good! See you tomorrow!" She waved at them both, her long, even stride never wavering.

"Who was that?" Kensi asked.

"Sandie," Deeks answered, his tone nonchalant. "Sometimes we run at the same time. She co-owns a gym not far from here." Instantly Kensi imagined that toned, perfect body running next to Deeks' equally perfect body. Self-consciously, she ran a hand over her stomach, as though she could somehow conceal it. She suddenly felt extremely dumpy and visible in her loose, knee length sundress.

"Why didn't you tell me about her?" Deeks shrugged, not picking up on her discomfort.

"I don't know, I didn't really think about it. I run with different people throughout the week."

They were silent for a few minutes as they walked. Deeks nodded to a person here and there, being his typical outgoing self. Several of them were women.

"Is this why you've been working out so much recently?" she asked quietly. "To impress other women."

Deeks instantly stopped on the middle of path, turning to Kensi with a half-smirk. When he noticed she wasn't joking, his expression turned to one of shock.

"What? Of course not. Why would you even say something like that?" he said, looking at her incredulously. His dismissal of her concerns suddenly made her incredibly angry and she jerked her hand free of his. He followed the movement with dismay.

"Well what am I supposed to think?" she demanded. "You're always out lifting, or running, or some other damned thing. And now I find out you're running with this completely gorgeous woman I've never even heard of."

"Kensi, I never–"

She huffed out a frustrated noise, not waiting to hear the end of whatever he had to say, and stalked off the path into the sand. It didn't take Deeks long to catch up to her and he grabbed her hand, gently pulling her to a stop.

"Baby, Kensi, just hold on for one second," he pleaded, his eyes unbearably earnest. "Can we just talk for a minute?"

"It seems pretty simple to me. I'm not attractive anymore–" Deeks held up his hand and said,

"Who the hell said you aren't attractive?"

"Deeks, I'm 38 weeks pregnant, I'm swollen, I'm pudgy," she said bitterly. No one needed to tell her, she knew it.

"And the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," Deeks added without pause. She let out a surprised sound that came out more like a sob.

"Martin Deeks, do not make me cry when I'm mad at you." He was still holding her hand and gently pulled her against him.

"I mean it. You are so beautiful."

"How can you say that when you're surrounded by women like Sandie?" she asked hopelessly. Deeks pressed their linked hands against his chest and she felt a tear trickle down her cheek. He wiped it away, his face tender.

"Because I love you, Kensi. And you will always be the most beautiful person in the world to me. No matter what. I don't want Sandie or anyone else on this beach beside you," he said firmly, brushing her hair back from her face.

"How do you always know how to say the perfect thing?" she murmured, finally allowing herself to lean into Deeks. She sighed into his chest. "I certainly don't feel beautiful."

"You are," Deeks repeated. Another woman shouted out to Deeks in passing and this time he didn't respond. "Personally, I happen to think you and your bump is adorable."

"You're sure you don't enjoy all the attention these muscles get?" She squeezed his bicep for emphasis, realizing that it had been a while since she'd actually touched him like this. Maybe that was part of the problem.

"Ok, I'm not saying I absolutely hate it, but the reason I started all this was so I could be healthy for you and our kids." He inclined his head and added, "And if you happen to think I'm kind of sexy, that's just a bonus perk." Kensi chuckled wetly, pulling his head down to hers for a kiss.

"I'm sorry I doubted you," she said, pulling back to rest her head on his chest again. He shrugged it off.

"You're carrying an entire human inside you, I think I can handle this," he said, tipping her chin up for another kiss. "Let's go home. I seem to remember I owe somebody a foot rub."

"And maybe a bath?" Kensi said, letting her voice lilt up suggestively. Deeks eyes flashed in obvious agreement. He rested his palm in the small of her back, holding her close to his side as they walked back home.

A/N: Did this fizzle at the end a bit? Perhaps. Hope you still enjoy it and thanks for the prompt!