5 – When God made you, he was clearly showing off.

March - Month 4

They're getting ready for work when one of his worst fears comes true.

Kensi comes out of the bathroom wrapped in a fluffy towel, just as he finished getting dressed.

She chooses her clothes and starts getting dressed. Deeks notices, with a smile, the small bump already forming on her stomach. He can't imagine anything better than this. Seeing the body of the woman he loves changing because of his baby is something magical, something that everyone should get to experience.

Or at least everyone who is a good person because bastards like his father was don't deserve a single thing in this world. He felt his baby move two days ago, for the very first time. And he's not ashamed to say it brought tears to his eyes. It wasn't a kick. It was just a small movement. But he still felt it and he fell even more in love with the two most important people in his world.

Now, looking at the bump on her stomach, he can't keep the smile off his face.

But maybe he should have tried harder because he didn't realize that something else was happening at the moment. While he was busy staring at her stomach, a much bigger battle was occurring a few inches north.

Kensi's groan of frustration wakes him up from his daze and makes him get up to face her, worry taking over him. "Are you okay? What's going on?"

He smartly keeps his eyes on hers because she's still wearing nothing but her panties and he just knows that staring at her breasts right now is not a good idea. "Look at them, Marty. Look at them and tell me what's going on."

He's pretty sure there's some hidden trick here because she's telling him to look at her breasts. That would be fine but the anger and frustration in her voice are a clear sign that something is off. So Deeks keeps his eyes on hers but she insists and he breaks.

He sighs and looks at her chest. God, how is he supposed to think when he's facing the most perfect pair of breasts ever created? He makes a huge effort and looks at her once again, tearing his eyes away from that piece of Heaven on Earth. "You have to help me out here, princess. What am I supposed to looking at?"

"At my breasts…You're supposed to be looking at my huge breasts. Look at this. My favorite bra doesn't fit anymore!"

And his next words are probably not the best way to calm her down but he doesn't have the time to think about them. They just come out without his permission. "I'm surprised that didn't happen sooner, actually."

If looks could kill, he would be dead and buried by now. "What is that supposed to mean? Are you saying that I'm getting fat? Is that what you're implying? Because no one is making you sleep with me. In fact, no one forced you to have sex with me last night!"

Deeks grabs her hands and sits down on the bed, his head leveled with her stomach but still looking into her eyes. "Kensi, when God made you, he was clearly showing off. You are beautiful. And you're not fat. You're pregnant and that's what happens when you're pregnant. Your breasts are supposed to get bigger along with your stomach. You're still perfect, though. What I meant is that I'd notice the twins were bigger a while ago. That's all."

Kensi seems calmer now but frowns. "How did you notice that first? They're mine. I was supposed to be the first one to notice the changes in my body."

Deeks kisses her stomach and gets up to wrap her in his arms. "That's what happens when you have a husband who loves you and likes to show you that as often as possible. I know your body well and I noticed they were bigger. Don't make a big deal out of it. Now, we have to get ready for work and if you don't put some clothes on soon, we're calling in sick and we're spending the morning in bed."

Kensi smiles at him and it's so cute that he can't help but kiss her. "I'll go shopping with you after work."

Kensi frowns while she puts on the only bra that seems to fit her, a sports one. "You hate shopping."

"I think I can handle doing this for you."

Kensi walks to him, her jeans already on, and wraps her arms around his neck. "You're the best husband ever. I promise we won't take long there. I will be as quick as possible."

Deeks pecks her lips before she walks out to grab a shirt and waits for her by the bedroom door. Fern shows up out of nowhere and sits in front of him. Deeks pretends not to notice but the dog is good.

She looks up at him and, when she notices he's not paying any attention to her, she licks his hand so he will pet her. Deeks laughs and gives in. This dog knows what she wants and what to do to get it. She probably learned that from Kensi.

Kensi is putting her earrings on when he remembers something. Deeks smirks and breaks the comfortable silence in the room. "Do you have any idea how sexy you look when you are yelling at me to look at your breasts?"

Kensi grabs the nearest pillow and throws it at him with a smile. Deeks grabs the pillow and turns to Fern. "Fern, I've trained you for this. You know what to do. Tickle fight!"

He runs to Kensi and starts tickling her. She laughs and tries to break free from his grasp but it's only when Fern stars pulling his pants that he stops. As soon as he lets go of Kensi, Fern lets go of his pants and Kensi pets her with a victorious smile on her face. "It seems that I trained her better."

Kensi walks out of the bedroom, followed by Fern. If those two weren't so cute, he would plan revenge. But they are too cute so he rolls with it.

And the bra disaster seems to have been averted.

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Love,
Sarah