A little post "The Debt" fic.
I'm not angry. In fact, I could slit your jugular vein 11 different ways from where I'm sitting and I wouldn't lose my temper.
"One Boston cream and an iced coffee," Deeks announces, sliding into Kensi's SUV with the mentioned items in one hand, a second cup in the other.
Kensi accepts them with a wry smile, peering into the small paper bag and pulling out a perfectly iced donut.
"You know, you don't have to keep sucking up," she tells him.
"I wouldn't call it sucking up." He shrugs, shaking his bangs out of his eyes. "More like 'trying to repair our relationship through a series of small but nonetheless meaningful gestures'." He finishes with a winning smile. It's damn hard to resist and she hates herself a little bit for how much she loves it.
"There's nothing to repair. I'm fine. We're fine."
"Then why do you keep hitting me?" he asks before taking a sip of his own coffee.
"What?" She forces a laugh. "No, I don't."
Ok, maybe she'd gotten a little out of control with taking her frustrations out in a physical way. It's just so much easier than expressing herself verbally.
She's not as furious as when she first found out that the entire team, including Deeks, had lied to her. It was humiliating to think they used her to sell Deeks shooting an unarmed man and then being dismissed from the team. They considered her a weak link and that stings.
More than anything, it hurts that Deeks kept it from her. She'd nearly spilled her heart to him over a lie.
"I can show you the bruises." He pulls at the collar of his shirt as if to show her.
"Shut up, you're fine." Shifting uncomfortably, she offers a sheepish smile. "Maybe I could ease up a little."
Instead of going for a joke, Deeks regards her with a soft, worried expression. "Are we going to be ok?" he asks.
She considers the question for a few moments. Ultimately the real question is whether or not she still trusts him.
"Yeah," she answers finally. "We are."
Deeks answering smile is slow and so genuine, Kensi's heart clenches in response.
"Though a cheese Danish on Friday will definitely help."
"I can do that," he says.
Yeah, they'll be ok.