A/N: Densimber Day 31. Thanks to everyone who's these stories post December.
"Wait a second, why is there a mannequin?" Callen asked, frowning at the TV screen in Kensi and Deeks' darkened living room.
"There's a store across from his workshop," Deeks said in a hushed whisper.
"I thought they were having dinner and discussing the 5th dimension."
"That's because you keep checking your phone," Sam muttered, grabbing Callen's phone like a perturbed parent and tucking it next to his leg. "He's traveling through time. Now pay attention."
Callen didn't seem that bothered, and Deeks predicted he'd have his phone back in a matter of minutes.
Sharing a grin with Kensi, Deeks pressed his cheek against hers, offering her the open end of his box of milk duds. She shook a few candies into her hand, and kissed his cheek in thanks.
Deciding to forgo yet another party, they'd decided to get together for snacks and every New Year related movie Deeks could find. The commentary was entertaining, to say the least.
"Ew, what are those blue things?" Rosa asked, looking up from her spot near Kensi and Deeks' end of the couch.
"Morlocks," Deeks answered with relish.
"This doesn't seem like a very festive movie," Rountree commented, taking a handful of popcorn, and passing the bucket back to Fatima.
"It starts out on New Year's Eve," Deeks explained patiently, just the way he had the first time he showed it to Kensi. "I was eight the first time I watched it with my mom."
"You say that like it's a good thing," Sam muttered. "Oh come on, how has she never heard of fire before?"
"I thought you read the book," Callen said.
"Well, it was a lot different that this film adaption. Besides, I read it in high school."
"Which we all know was roughly a millennium ago."
"Are you done? I'm trying to watch the movie."
"Hey, quit hogging all the popcorn, Devin!" Fatima and Rountree tussled briefly over the dwindling popcorn.
"This probably wasn't what you pictured when you suggested movie night," Kensi whispered in Deeks' ear. Between the arguing and Callen's continued ridiculous commentary, no one was paying attention to them.
"Uh, this is pretty much exactly how chaotic I imagined it," Deeks said. He nodded to Rosa, who was yawning widely, her head leant against Kensi's knee. "Totally worth it though."
"Yeah." She held up a milk dud, and Deeks grabbed one from the box for a modified cheers. "To a good, and hopefully less chaotic year."
"Amen to that." Grinning playfully, he tipped Kensi over the arm of the couch, kissing her.
A/N: This story features a tradition borrowed from my own family. Also, beware the Morlocks.
The movie referenced is the 1960 Time Machine movie based on the book of the same name by H.G. Wells.