Wey hey!!!
As some of you may have noticed, I started a new fanfiction!!
If you want to, go check it out!!
Okay, so this next one-shot is inspired by a one shot I wrote on instagram, but I changed it up a little..
It's a bit sad, but it's worth it lol.
As always, feedback is appreciated.
Enjoy!
-Amanda xoox
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Married.
Four months pregnant.
A certain shaggy haired cop decided to become a full time agent.
Life couldn't be better.
But stained sheets just had to ruin it.
"Deeks? Can you order Chinese?"
"Kens, you just ate!" Deeks laughs.
"Are you calling me fat?" Kensi lifts an eyebrow.
Deeks's eyes widen, "Wha- No! I'll just, uh, go order that for you."
"Good choice." Kensi chuckles, "Oh, and bring the pint of ice cream from the freezer."
"I will, only if you share." Deeks retorts.
"Just bring it." Kensi rolls her eyes playfully.
"Oh Kensi dear, I thought I brought it four months ago." Deeks dodges the pillow being thrown at him, and fetches the ice cream and two spoons.
"Thank you!" Kensi says in a sing-song voice.
"I love you, babe." Deeks says, shoving the spoon in his mouth.
"I love you, too." Kensi's eyes water, "Stupid hormones... I'm surprised you haven't gotten annoyed by them." She laughs.
"Nah, I'm here for you. I don't care." Deeks kisses her forehead.
"Good." Suddenly the doorbell rings.
"I've got it. Must be the food."
"That was fast." Kensi chuckles.
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"Is it me, or is this better than the last time?" Kensi laughs.
"No, it's not you. I'm starting to think those chefs are using performance enhancing drugs."
"I agree." She chuckles, getting up from the table to get some sour grapes from the fridge.
"How can you eat those?" Deeks scrunches up his face.
"They're good. Don't judge me." She playfully knits her eyebrows together.
"Whatever," He rolls his eyes," Titanic?"
"What kind of question is that?"
"Titanic it is." Deeks smiles, popping the DVD into the player.
Kensi walks into the living room and sits on the couch with a bag full of Ruffle chips. Deeks gives her a look.
"What?" She playfully snaps with a mouth full of chips, "I'm pregnant."
"Good excuse, though I thought you would've wanted popcorn."
She wiggles her eyebrows, "In the microwave."
"Of course it's, it's in the microwave." Deeks laughs, walking to the kitchen and putting the popcorn into a bowl, sitting on the couch, embrassing Kensi.
