post-ep drabble for 6x07
Kensi's reaching for the toilet paper when the bathroom door opens. She practically jumps off the seat.
"Yo!"
"Jesus, Deeks!" She slams her knees together and tries to strategically place her hands.
He smiles. "Hi!"
"What the hell are you doing?!"
"I came in to see if you wanted Supreme or Meat Lover's."
Anger, embarrassment and incredulity battle for dominance. "You what?"
He starts again, slower this time, like maybe she's just having a listening problem. "I came in to see -"
"You came in to, you came in," she throws up a hand before thinking better of it and immediately re-covering herself, "you could have asked through the door! You could have waited sixty seconds!"
He shrugs. "So, which do you want? Super Supreme maybe?"
"Which do - I want you to leave!" God, she is still sitting on the toilet with her pants around her ankles. It's like the naked in public nightmare but slightly more horrific. She wants to flush herself down the pipes.
"What's the matter? You don't like an audience?"
"No, I don't like an audience!"
"Do you have something you want to talk about Kens?" He looks concerned. "Some anxiety issues that we should get to the bottom of, maybe?"
She opens her mouth to respond and then snaps it closed. The embarrassment and incredulity step aside and let anger take the lead. "You're comparing me to Monty?"
"Hey, you seemed to be so cavalier about pooping in public, I thought maybe it was something you were into."
"I'm not poop - You are such an ass!"
He grins, totally proud of himself. Any other time she'd think it was adorable, but it's hard to find the positive when you still have to wipe.
Kensi grabs a magazine off the back of the toilet and chucks it at him. "Get out!"
"No, but seriously, I was thinking we should order the -"
She throws a spare roll of toilet paper at his head.
He catches it, of course, and holds it up in question. "Are you asking me to assist?"
"Out!"
"I'd be more than happy to -"
"OUT!"
He slips out the door, closing it behind him as another roll of paper hits.
"You know what lashing out violently is a symptom of, don't you?" he calls from the other side.
She throws another roll.