Anonymous: "Really, Kens? Really?!"
She freezes, her hand hovering over the power button on the blender. "I wanted ice cream."
"Weren't you starting some juice cleanse today?"
"Yeah. But then I wanted ice cream."
"That isn't ice cream!" He laughs and pulls the lid off of the blender. "That's ice and… cocoa powder? Really?"
Kensi tucks her head in shame. "Among other things, yeah."
Deeks shows her a glorious crooked smile, the kind that makes her heart stop and her stomach drop. "I'll go get you some."
"Some what?"
"Some ice cream."
"But I'm on a cleanse!"
He pauses, halfway to the living room. "I'm sorry, but I don't really see it working out, babe."
"Yeah, I know."
"I mean, it's been like six hours."
"Yeah."
"And you're trying to make ice cream in the blender."
"Yeah."
"With ice cubes."
"Yeah."
"How is that even logical? You can always just-"
"You aren't really helping things here, Deeks."
He puffs out his cheeks and nods. "Yeah, you're probably right."
"I'm definitely right."
He shoots her an innocent smile, and snatches the car keys off the kitchen counter.
"I'll be right back. Dispose of that nastiness immediately, okay?"
"But it actually good be kinda good if you-"
"Kensi!"
"Alright, alright!" She lifts up the blender and dumps the contents into the sink. "Mister bossy pants."
"What was that?" he hollers from the other room.
Dammit. Kensi could've sworn he was already gone.
"Nothing! Love you!"
He chuckles and pulls the front door shut behind him.
"I'm sure you do, Kensalina. I'm sure you do."