Prompt from vmreborn on Tumblr: Fluffy Densi Valentine's Day, preferably with Kensi eating a lot of chocolate. :)
I don't own any of it. So sad.
"I'm really sorry," Deeks said, unlocking the door to his apartment.
Kensi dismissed him with her hand. "Please, it's not a big deal. I've got beer and the biggest box of chocolates I've ever seen in my life. What else could a girl want?"
He raised an eyebrow. "Uh, a candlelit dinner at the most expensive restaurant in the city? Romantic walk on the moonlit beach? Making love on said beach because you're so turned on by your smoking hot girlfriend that you can't wait until you get home to ravage her?" He paused and pursed his lips. "Wait sorry, that's what I wanted for Valentine's Day."
Kensi held up their six-pack in one hand and her chocolate in the other. "Beer. Big ass box of chocolates. And if you're still hungry after you ravage me on your twenty year old couch that has enough sand in it to actually be a beach, you have ice cream in the freezer."
Deeks chuckled as he opened two beers and sat down on the couch next to Kensi. This Valentine's Day, their first as a real couple, had been ruined by work, of course. A major case came in that morning and they had to work late, missing their reservations for dinner. Kensi didn't seem bothered at all about having to trade lobster and wine for chocolate and beer. In hindsight, that probably should have been his plan all along.
He remembered their first Valentine's Day as partners, when Kensi walked in moping as she shoved chocolate truffles in her mouth. Deeks boasted that he had a hot date that night and teased her about a secret admirer that obviously didn't exist but still managed to buy her favorite chocolates for her. "I hate you sometimes," she responded.
Their second Valentine's Day as partners, Deeks bought her chocolate and a teddy bear. Kensi rolled her eyes at him. "This is Christmas candy and a teddy bear with a Santa hat," she said as she opened her chocolate. Deeks smiled and pointed to the 75% off sticker on her gifts. She laughed and put a piece of chocolate in her mouth. "That's fine, I didn't want you to be my Valentine anyway."
Neither of them mentioned potential dates on their third Valentine's Day. When Kensi arrived at work that morning, there was a box of candy on her desk. Nobody would admit to placing it there, but she knew it was him. That night they sat on his couch and watched the movie Valentine. "I love a good slasher flick," she said as she kicked her shoes off and got comfortable. "This is nice."
The memory of their fourth Valentine's Day wasn't so pleasant. Deeks bought a small stuffed puppy and a giant solid chocolate heart. He took a picture of her gift and texted it to her with the caption 'waiting for you when you get home.'" He felt like throwing up until she finally wrote back a day later. 'I miss you.'
And now, they were here, together. The road to his couch hadn't been easy, but it had been worth it. Kensi noticed him staring at her and cocked her head. "What's going on in that head of yours? Still thinking about the beach?"
He shook his head and smiled. "Just thinking that you have chocolate all over your face. And that this is the best Valentine's Day I've ever had."
She returned his smile and wiped the clean side of her face with the back of her hand. "Me too. Did I get it all?"
"Not even close." Grabbing her by the waist Deeks pulled her into his lap. She fought him playfully but relented quickly, straddling him and running her hands through his hair. He wiped her face with his hand and pulled her gently to him for a kiss. She tasted like chocolate, caramel, coconut, and heaven. Attempting to talk between kisses, he asked her, "Would it be too cliché…"
"No," she interrupted, kissing him again.
"I love you."
Kensi pulled away from him and blinked her eyes quickly. "I…I love you too." She grinned widely. "Took you long enough."