Densifanfic قصص

okay so its set after deeks' and sam's torture and how deeks copes through it and how things go between the boys friendship and densi's relationship and if they go for it or wait or deny it all again like nothing happens

I'm a fan of NCIS. It's a mixed story between NCIS and NCIS:Los Angeles. No spoilers, just try it out, hope you like it. Enjoy :)

After spending eight weeks playing the role of husband and wife, Deeks and Kensi's partnership took a drastic change The pair went from strangers to partners, from partners to lovers, but what happens when Kensi finds out that he has a family? Read to find out

This is a densi fan-fic. I hope you all like it and this is deticated to my cousin touchédensi

A journey that features Kensi and Deeks looking for love in different places and different times.

"Stoff, don't make me beat your ass! You might be taller than me but you're also a twig." I hiss. "Oh get off your high horse and admit you like me." Denis flirted. "Would you quit hitting on me and answer the damn interview questions! Im on this tour to write articles, not sleep around." I retort. "You want a drink?" He offered. "Jack Daniel's would be great." I say, massaging my temples. God, this guy was a walking migraine. I watched him intently as he poured by drink. "What, you don't trust me?" He asked, seeming a bit hurt. "I trust no one. Had to learn that the hard way." I snap. "Don't you ever smile?" He asked. "I would if I could get this interview done!" I exclaim. He chuckled. "I only act like a smartass to piss you off." He said with a stupid grin. "Why do you do that?" I ask, annoyed. "Because I like you. You haven't figured that out yet?" He replied smugly. "Denis, I'm trying to keep things professional but you're making it rather difficult." I say gritting my teeth. Denis put his arm around me and said "Because you like me." I rolled my eyes and groaned. "And you say I need to get off my high horse. Why do you keep flirting even though I made it clear I'm not interested?" I ask. "I like a challenge." He said. "Arrogant ass." I mumble. "Stubborn bitch." He replies. I can't help but laugh. His arrogance could be funny at times. After some Jack, of corse. "There's that smile I've been waiting to see. You're prettiest when you smile." He says. Does he ever stop flirting? Damn! "And right back to hitting on me!" I say. "You didn't think I'd give up that easy, did you?"

Had to do this as an English project so I figured I might as well post it.