Guys.
We're alive.
We haven't forgotten that this account exists, and to prove this, we have a little comedic one shot for youuu.
Yeah, comedic, not tragic :')
Hana & I are both very busy & we haven't had much time to collab & write out our drafts for you, and hopefully we'll be posting more frequently.. Anywhore, here you go, and we hope you like this one!!!
-Amanda xx
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"That was interesting..." Kensi trails off.
"Very.. interesting." Deeks supresses a smile.
She glares at him, "We are not doing this right now."
"What? Doing what? Why do you accuse me of such things?" He asks jokingly.
"Did you know that you have this really mischievous, annoying look on your face when you do something childish?"
"Oh, I do?" Deeks asks, "Much like that guy's face when you searched him?"
"Deeks, don't you dare cross the line here, buddy."
"I like the way you feel me up, bebeh. I miss that from yah." Deeks says in a low pitched voice, mocking the suspect.
Kensi slaps his shoulder, "Ohoho, you're making fun of my psycotic ex? What about yours, she hurled a knife at you, huh?"
"First of all, ouch.. secondly, touché, and thirdly he uh, he looks like a sexual predator- oh wait, no, he is." He retorts.
"Yeah? And what was yours? Oh wait. She was a stripper who worked at the bar across the road from yours, wasnt she?"
"You did /not/ just go there." Deeks looks at her.
"Oh i did" Kensi says, stepping closer.
He holds her waist, "And you must really be pissed, actually, because i said thirdly, and you didn't correct me."
"Well maybe that's because he used to be cute, before I knew he was a crazy pervert."
Deeks smiles goofily, "Cuter than me?"
"No, but he's less annoying than you." She smirks.
His face turns serious, "How can a perverted son of a bitch be less annoying than me?"
Kensi chuckles, and pouts jokingly, "You sound jealous."
Deeks walks away dramatically, "Fine, call me annoying. It doesn't affect me."
"Deeks, come back!" She laughs, "Come back or I'm stealing Monty."
He turns to her slowly, and glares jokingly, "You wouldn't."
"Watch me lover boy." Kensi says, grabbing her keys.
Deeks runs to her and stops her, chuckling, "No, no, Kens, I love you. Don't. Please."
"So that's it, that's your weakness, I have to threaten you with Monty?" Kensi moistens her lips with her tongue, to keep her from laughing.
"What? N-No. Maybe," He sighs dramatically, "I adore you, by the way."
She shakes her head, and changes the subject, "Let's not talk about my psycosic ex boyfriends again.."
"Kens, it was a case, and I just wanted to hold it against you," He says, laughing "And you said psycotic ex boyfriends. Plural. There were more?"
"I just don't want to talk abiut them, please. I'm living in the moment, okay?" Kensi begs.
"Fine, I will, uh, shut up about it. But if any of them get touchy feely if we every have to interrogate one of them again, they won't live to see another sunset."
"You're not hurting anyone, and if you do, and get sent back to LAPD, I'm killing you myself." Kensi threatens.
"You're so mean, I'm trying to be the protective boyfriend here."
"Wise choice about shutting up about it, Andrew." She chuckles, patting his arm.
"Nope, no, don't- don't do that." Deeks makes a face.
Kensi looks at him innocently, "What? Call my protective boyfriend by his middle name?"
"No, I mean, yes. Don't do that. I feel like I'm being scolded."
"I'm in love with someone who sounds like he just got out of preschool," She sighs, "Okay, Shaggy, we're done here. Want to grab some lunch?"
"Depends" He says, "Do I get to pick the spot?"
"After annoying me today? You're lucky I'm treating you to lunch."
"You're very mean to me, but, uh, fine. You're not getting your sex machine dose tonight, though." Deeks makes a face.
"Deeks?"
"Hmm?"
"Get in the car." Kensi says.
"What if I want to walk, huh?" Deeks retorts.
Kensi huffs, "Deeks just, just get in the car. I'm hungry...and we all know how i hate being hungry."
"Ugh fine," He groans dramatically, and chuckles, "You still love me right?"
Kensi smiles shyly, "I do."
