A/N: This idea, along with bits of the fic, were kindly provided by mashmaiden.

Kensi walked into the kitchen and stopped short as she caught sight of Deeks. He was sitting at the table with his laptop, focused on something on the screen. And he was wearing glasses. They were black with the kind of narrow, rectangular rims that had been so popular several years ago.

"What are you wearing?" she blurted out, drawing Deeks' attention from his work. He frowned and glanced down at his shirt.

"I thought you liked this shirt," he said, plucking at the dark blue t-shirt. It did happen to be a favorite of hers, but Kensi didn't let herself be distracted by that fact.

"I'm talking about this," she said, motioning to her face. Deeks immediately reached for his hair, bumping his glasses in the process.

"Oh, these. I almost forgot I was wearing them."

"Why are you wearing them?" He shrugged and shoved them slightly further on the bridge of his nose and said,

"My eyes have been feeling kind of strained so I thought I'd see if these would help," he explained. Kensi had never seen him wear glasses other than undercover and couldn't imagine when he'd had time to get them.

"You never told me you ever wore glasses," she said, knowing she sounded a little judgmental.

"I didn't really. A couple months after I became a cop, I got a concussion. It wasn't too bad, but my vision was a little blurry when I read for too long. My doctor said I probably would need to wear glasses for a little while," Deeks told her, tapping the arm piece of said glasses. "I'm actually surprised I still had them and that they still work for me."

Kensi didn't say anything after he stopped speaking and he blushed slightly under her scrutiny. It was kind of adorable that she could still affect him like that after all this time.

"I know, they probably look pretty stupid," he said self-consciously, reaching to take them off. Kensi stopped him with a wave of her hand and said,

"No, wait." She tilted her head to the side, quietly considering the new look. "I think I like it," she decided.

"Really?" Deeks asked, clearly surprised. Kensi nodded, finally smiling.

"It's different, but it's actually kind of sexy." Deeks' mouth slowly widened in a grin and he drawled out a second,

"Really." Kensi rolled her eyes at him, walking over until she stood right up against his side.

"Yes," she confirmed with a fond smile. "But it could use a little tweaking." She gently rearranged the hair around the arm pieces until they were just visible through his fluffy blonde strands. When she was satisfied, she bent down to kiss him.

"Better?" Deeks asked, stealing another kiss.

"Perfect," she confirmed. He started to reach for her waist, but she danced away, shaking her head. "Uh-Uh, finish your work. We can play later."

"I'm gonna hold you to that," he said and Kensi smirked as she walked back out of the kitchen.

"I'm counting on it. Oh, and don't forget to wear the glasses."