For anon, who requested: "truth or dare"
"Truth or dare? Are you serious?"
"I'm bored."
"And a fifteen-year-old girl?"
Deeks rolls his eyes. "Fine. If you want me to find another way to entertain myself, I can." He clears his throat dramatically.
Before a single note can come out of his mouth, Kensi's hand is covering it.
"Don't even think about singing," she says before dropping her fingers from his lips. "We'll play your stupid game."
Deeks grins and rubs his hands together. "Super! Truth or dare?"
Kensi huffs to ensure he knows she's doing this under protest. "Dare."
"Of course. Why did I even bother asking the question?"
"Because you're an idiot."
"You know," he says, dropping his head back on the headrest, "the first few hours of this op weren't so bad, but round about hour five in this candy-drawer you call a car, your personality took a turn for the worse."
Kensi bristles. "Are you saying you don't find my company enjoyable?"
"I'm saying I think Sam would have gone for truth."
"Sam would have duct-taped you to the dash."
Deeks tilts his head thoughtfully. "Also a distinct possibility."