Hello my darlings. I would like to thank Petunia3116, LKK (Guest), French fan (Guest), lulu625, Beststoriesever (Guest), sayasage and Veuve Noir for the lovely reviews.
So Christmas day has arrived early. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA.
Deeks woke to the feel of the warm body next to him. Stretching out like a cat in the warm sunshine he nuzzled closer to the man he loved.
"Merry Christmas, G." He murmured placing a gently kiss onto the chest the he was resting on before getting comfortable again and closing his eyes.
"Merry Christmas to you too, Marty." Came Callen's response, though rather than bend down and kiss to top of Marty's head as he usually did in the mornings when they didn't have to get up, he used the younger man's hair as leverage to get him to turn and look at him. So he could kiss him properly. It was Christmas after all, what better what to start the day than sharing a kiss with the one you loved?
"Hmmmm." Deeks mumbled waking up more now that he was being kissed and other ideas of how to spend his and G's time in bed were coming thick and fast in his mind. Oh yeah, he could come up with many ideas.
Not that Callen complained at all. In fact he added some ideas of his own. Therefore it was quite a bit later that they both got up, showered and got some coffee before Deeks insisted they go and open their presents.
Callen would have preferred to have breakfast first, he wasn't sure about this whole present opening thing. When he had put Marty's wrapped gift under the tree late the last evening he had seen the one from Marty to him. It made him very wary, because all it was, was a small box. He had no idea what could fit into something that size. Well that wasn't true he knew of one thing, but it better bloody hell not be that. He certainly wasn't ready for any rings or any sort of serious commitment crap, thank you very much. Plus he really didn't do jewellery.
Therefore it was with some reluctance and not a little amount of fear that Callen followed Marty to sit by the tree.
Deeks had seen the look of trepidation on G's face, and he had to say he found it rather entertaining. Because he knew exactly what was in the box under the tree for his boyfriend, and he also knew it was nothing at all like what G was thinking. At least now he knew G wasn't ready to go and get married. Not that he was either thank you very much. He just hoped G understood what it was he was trying to say with his present. But first things first.
Crawling under the tree Deeks pulled out two parcels all the name Monty on them. One was from him and G, not that Callen understood why they were getting Monty a gift but it seemed the thing to do when you had pets apparently. The other was from Sam's daughter, and Callen just knew that that was going to be something annoying and loud. Mainly because he knew full well his partner had had a hand in choosing it. Hmm, he would have to remember to get Kam a drum kit for her next birthday, or maybe a trumpet. Something nice and noisy that Sam couldn't accidently destroy.
But now wasn't the time to think about that, he had been given the present from him and Marty to open for Monty. Deeks was well aware that if the present from Kam turned out to be something squeaky then G would never let it get to Monty, and he wanted their dog to have both of his gifts.
Opening the present in his hand which Marty had chosen and wrapped, Callen found a bone. He could live with that, therefore he handed it over to the slobbering mutt next to him, and if he happened to say, "there you go buddy, you gonna like that aren't you?" in a sincere voice, then sue him. It was Monty, and he adored him, almost as much, if not equal to how much he adored his other daddy.
The present Deeks undid was indeed a squeaky toy. It was shaped like a shoe, very similar in style to G's old trainers. Deeks had to wonder if maybe Sam was hoping Monty would mistakenly chew them up as well so that G would have to buy a new pair of shoes. If so, he had to hand it to the big guy, he liked the way he thought.
Once Monty was sent off with his new toys, Callen already mentally locating his knife so he could remove the squeaker, it was the men's turn to open the gifts they had from each other. They had opened the ones from the team before now, so it was just what they had gotten each other under the tree.
Deeks reached for the larger of the two boxes which was addressed to him, as well as having a bright yellow post-it stuck to the top.
"I love you too, G." He said as he smiled at it before carefully peeling it off and putting it to the side. He would put it with the others in his lockbox later. Right now he wanted to see what his boyfriend had gotten him.
Callen sat there and watched as Marty opened his present, he hoped he liked it and wasn't too… boring. It was just… it was all he could think of to get him. He seemed to have pretty much everything else he might need.
Deeks unwrapped a black case which gave nothing away about what was going to be inside. Intrigued he opened it to find a knife and sheath. Taking it out he could tell that this wasn't just any knife. It was as sharp as hell, and extremely deadly. Feeling it he could also sense it was perfectly balanced. This was one awesome damn blade.
Callen watched Deeks study the knife and felt himself becoming insecure when the younger man didn't say anything. Therefore before he could stop it, his mouth opened and he started to speak. "I've been watching you train with Sam, you're good. So I thought I would get you a knife so you could put that training into practise. That and well… I like the idea of you having something to protect you when I can't. Its top of the range, just make sure Kensi doesn't steal it from you."
"I thought we weren't spending much on presents?" Deeks asked though when he looked up Callen could see the smile on his face and he felt himself relax. He liked it, thank god.
"Yeah well, this isn't just a present, it's a tool for work. Couldn't get you a crap one could I? And you know it's for my peace of mind and protection of the team too, so really it's a present to everyone." Callen said justifying the fact he had, maybe, spent a touch more than he should had done.
At that Deeks chuckled. G could have been a lawyer with those justifications, but rather than say anything he leaned over and gave G a gentle kiss. Not so much for the knife itself, but more what it represented. He knew G was trying to be less protective of him after the whole his father incident, and this was his lover's way of letting him know he knew he could look after himself. Even if G did supply the equipment to do so. It was the prefect present from the prefect man in his mind. Pulling back he placed the knife in its sheath and attached it to his belt next to where he would normally wear his gun. It fitted perfectly.
"I love it, thank you G." He said with another smile before moving and grabbing G's present and handing it over. It was his turn to explain his gift, because he knew he was going to have to. But then, that was pretty much the whole point of it. G hadn't wanted stuff, after all.
Callen took the box cautiously before taking a deep breath and unwrapping it. Inside it was as he had feared, a box which looked very much like it contained jewellery. But when he opened it instead of a ring or anything like that, inside was a key nestled on a velvet cushion.
"What's this for?" Callen asked taking it out and giving Marty a puzzled look.
"It's to the door." Deeks replied simply, wondering what G would make of that sentence. The amount of times the man had refused a key from him was just stupid.
"But I don't need a key to your apartment Marty." Callen responded still not understanding. He had thought they had already decided this long ago.
"I know, but its more what it represents. That and I really couldn't wrap up a draw." Deeks answered smirking as he saw the puzzled look grow on G's face. He loved it when he was clueless sometimes. He looked so cute.
"Why would you wrap a draw?" Callen asked still not understanding what it was Marty was trying to say. He really was no good when it came to relationship cues after all.
"Oh G." Deeks replied with a roll of his eyes, though he did continue with a smile on his face. "Okay. I'm not asking you to move in, but I was thinking you could keep some more of your stuff here so that we could go into work together in the mornings rather than you having to rush off back to your house to shower and change. I mean the team knows about us, and you pretty much spend all your time here anyway. I want to do more stuff that other couples do, and maybe, when we go out with the team act like we're together. This is sort of the intermediate step between now and actually moving in together. So what do you say?" Deeks asked holding his breath, hoping he wasn't taking this too fast. But they had admitted they loved each other, and well, they really did spend pretty much all there time together. I mean this was more a formality, a way to let everyone know where they were in their relationship… well that and making sure G was still on the same page as him at any rate. Oh man, he hoped he was.
Callen looked down at the key and thought over the words Marty had spoken. He understood what he wasn't saying, that he wanted everyone to know they were serious about each other. He thought about that for another minute before coming to the conclusion that he really didn't have a problem with that. In fact he liked the idea of being a proper couple, no more hiding it away, even if he knew it wouldn't actually change anything much at work.
"You do realise all my stuff will probably fit into one of your draws right?" Callen asked as a way of an answer, smiling at the younger man as he beamed at him. Understanding that that was his way of saying yes.
"In which case, remind me to get you some clothes for your birthday." Deeks replied making Callen chuckle as he pulled out his key ring and placed Deeks apartment door key on it.
At the sight of it there Deeks leaned in and kissed G again, though this time with a lot more passion. In fact it became so passionate that when he finally came up for air it was to find himself lying on top of G on the floor, with Monty staring at them, wondering if they were going to play a game he could join in on. Deeks was just calculating the best way to move the man under him to the couch or if the bedroom would be better, when he suddenly found himself to be the one lying on the floor with G on top of him.
"No. Food." Callen stated, knowing exactly what was going through the younger man's mind. He would be happy to turn those thoughts into reality but, "Sam and Kensi will be here soon." He explained before kissing Marty once more and then jumping up.
Deeks knew G had a point, but that didn't stop him wondering if they could have time for some fun first.
"Later." Callen promised, and that one word was enough to get Deeks moving. That and the fact that G was walking purposely towards the kitchen and there was no way he was going to let him cook. If he did they wouldn't have anything edible for their very late breakfast.