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At 1:48 AM, Kensi was woken by a loud pounding at her door. Reluctantly, she rose from her rather comfortable position on the couch and groggily stumbled to the door. Who the hell could be at her door at this ungodly hour. Well, whoever it was was about to get payback in the form of a door slammed hard into their face.
"Kens! C'mon! Are you okay? If you don't open this door in the next 30 seconds, I swear to God I'm going to break it down." Deeks sounded nervous; obviously worried that Kensi's head injury had been more than just a bump.
At the sound of her partner's voice, Kensi's annoyance diminished slightly. Fed up with the incessant pounded, she yelled through the door back at her partner assuring him that she was indeed okay, albeit exhausted. Grabbing the nearest blanket to cover her mostly naked body, Kensi opened the door and faced a very concerned Deeks.
"Geez Kensi!" Deeks sighed, taking one step closer to his partner and best friend, "You scared the shit out of me. I TOLD you I would be calling. Why didn't you answer?"
Kensi stared at the ceiling sheepishly, trying to think of an excuse. "My phone's uh…" She didn't actually know where her phone was. After finding it in the pocket of her pants that she had left on the kitchen floors, Kensi, still wrapped in her oversized blanket, shuffled back over to Deeks. "My phone's on vibrate. Sorry."
After Deeks took a few more sighs of relief, he nodded at Kensi sitting on her couch. "Ya know Kens. I was thinking, what's the point of owning a bed if you sleep on your couch six out of seven nights a week. Why not just make it seven out of seven and get some money for that huge bed."
Kensi wanted to hit Deeks for that snarky comment but at the same time, she didn't want to get up, so instead, she threw at empty water bottle at him. Unfortunately (or fortunately for Deeks), keeping the blanket wrapped around her body took precedence over her aim and the bottle fell half a foot short of Deeks, who only snorted at Kensi's horrible throw.
"For you're information, Deeks," Kensi emphasized his name, "I sleep in my bed more than just one night a week. Besides, big beds are good for other things besides sleeping." Kensi gave Deeks a little wink.
Deeks was visibly shocked by Kensi's comment, and she couldn't help but laugh at her partner's face. Just as she was about to lay back on the couch and resume her comfortable sleeping position, Deeks walked over to Kensi, "You say that you actually sleep in your bed, but I'm night buying it. Let's go, Kenselina, I need to see it for myself." As he said this, he began to pull Kensi up from the couch using the blanket. Naturally, Kensi pulled back, causing the blanket to fall. Not all the way, but just enough to expose half of Kensi's red lace bra.
Neither partner said anything as Deeks stepped back and Kensi jumped up, readjusting the blanket to cover her from neck to toe. Deeks wasn't scared off, but this time, he was more cautious, only putting his arm around Kensi's shoulder and looking her in the eyes.
"I know this case got to you more than usual," Deek's face should so much care that Kensi could have just melted into him, "And I also know that you don't really want to talk about it so I won't press right now. But, I am going to make sure that you go to bed because you know what else I know? I know that you haven't slept since before this case."
Kensi was deeply touched by her partner's concern and let him guide her completely exhausted body to the bedroom. Kensi was too tired to even put on pajamas; she slid into bed still wrapped like a burrito. Again, Kensi drifted off to sleep and as Deeks tucked her in, she couldn't help but think about their relationship. They were partners and best friends; she trusted him more than anyone else in the world. But as Kensi's heartbeat sped up, she couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, they were something more.