She was in his arms. Again. She knew she shouldn't be there, but it felt so right.
After his "breakup", by giving her her knife back, they took things slow. They laid back on their friendship, their banter, their flirting. It was enough, for a couple of weeks, at least. But now she found herself on his couch, in his arms, watching some bad reality tv. They said they would take things slow, but they both couldn't resist being with the other. So here she was, cuddling with her partner, knowing that she shouldn't be doing this if they wanted to take things slow.
She let out a sigh. "Whats up, Princess?" Deeks said as he tightened his grip around her.
"I don't know" his partner said. She turned around in his arms.
"I just don't know" she murmured in his neck, as her breath tickeled his skin.
She traced a finger down his jaw, the other hand grabbing his.
"Is it...us?" Deeks asked
"No... No... I just don't know. What are we? We shouldn't be doing this if we want to take things slow."
"We are... Us. We are partners, best friends, and so much more if it would be that easy"
Slowly, she moved her finger down, tracing it slowly over his lips.
She didn't really know what to say. She knew they had to take things slow if they wanted this to work, but she didn't know how. No matter how hard they tried, in the end they just needed each other.
"I just want it to work... If we... You know...."
"Work out our thing?" Deeks asked with a grin.
"Yes" she said "Work out our... Thing"
She cuddled closer to him and put both arms around him.
"Im comfy" she said.
"Good"
