For today's prompt: Densi celebrate New Year's Eve.
"Kensi, you're going to miss it!" Deeks called up the stairs. "What are you doing?"
"Sorry, I had to pee," she answered, hastily running down the stairs.
"Geez, you're only like five weeks pregnant, what's going to happen in a couple months?" Kensi paused on the bottom step to glare at him, clearly unimpressed. "I mean, come sit down Light of My Life, everything's ready.
"You're lucky I love you," Kensi commented, crossing the space to kiss him on the lips.
"Oh believe me, I know it," he whispered, leaning in for several seconds until he heard an excited screech from the TV. "It's about to start." He grabbed Kensi's hand and led her over to the couch. While she was upstairs, he'd put out cheese, crackers, and in lieu of champagne, sparkling grape juice.
A few years back they'd started watching the Times Square Ball Drop as a part of their own New Year's celebration. Sometimes it was a struggle to stay up to midnight, but tonight they were wide awake.
Deeks couldn't remember the last time he was this excited for a new year to begin. Maybe it was because this one seemed full of possibility. Kensi seemed to share his enthusiasm, easing up on her knees beside with a smile full of warmth and anticipation.
They counted down with the crowd as fireworks and flashing lights filled the screen. When the ball dropped, Deeks cupped Kensi's face between his palms and kissed her with everything he had. Kensi kissed him back enthusiastically and by the time they broke apart, the host was signing off.
Draping his arm across her shoulders, Deeks handed Kensi one of the champagne flutes and then tilted his own in her direction.
"This last year has been one of the best and craziest of my life. And I can't wait to find out what's next for us. Happy new year, baby," he said, clinking their glasses together.
After they had both taken a sip, Kensi cleared her throat and turned so she was facing him directly.
"Since we're apparently making toasts, I am so glad that I get to have you by my side through all the craziness," she said, looking down for a second with a self-conscious smile. "I love you Marty Deeks and I have no doubt this will be a wonderful year. Here's to forty more."
She grasped the back of his head, guiding him back to her mouth. This time they forgot to drink, but Deeks was more than happy to stay right there for the rest of the night. When Kensi pulled back, he asked,
"What about if we live to our 90's?" He smirked up at her as she rolled her eyes, but could tell she was fighting the urge laugh.
"Then I'm kicking your shaggy butt to the curb," she answered breathlessly and bent down, latching her mouth over the skin just beneath his jaw. Deeks let out a low groan, settling his hands on her hip. As they slowly sank to the floor, he couldn't help but think the year was off to a great start.
A/N: I realize this timeline doesn't quite match up with the show's, but I feel like they're being rather flexible with time so I can be too. The title is taken from a song in the movie, "Holiday Inn", because I like to be original.