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ophelias_heart) wrote2013-10-11 11:42 am
ophelias_heart) wrote2013-10-11 11:42 am
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NCISverse bingo "Favorite Stuffed Animal"
Prompt: Favorite Stuffed Animal
Part: 1/1
Pairing: Kensi/Deeks
Word Count: 392
“I cannot believe that you lost your w-2 again. Of course if you were less of a hoarder then you could probably find it without my help,” Deeks said with a cocky smile.
“More looking, less talking, Deeks,” Kensi spat back.
“Oh my God, what is this? Did you miss the trash can? It’s grotesque.”
“Stop, don’t touch that!” Kensi yelled as she grabbed the mass of fur with one eyeball and an ear hanging on by a thread.
“Whoa, princess, didn’t mean to get you all riled up. I just didn’t want to catch anything. Can stuffed animals get the mange?”
“This is Bear.”
“I love that name, how did you come up with it?” Deeks teased.
“Shut up, my dad bought her for me at the hospital when I was born. I can’t really sew, but I have tried to patch her up over the years,” Kensi told him while hugging the decrepit bear.
“Wow, when you were born, that is one old bear!” Deeks said as he moved before she could punch him.
“Didn’t you have stuffed animals when you were little?” Kensi asked as she sat down on the couch.
“Uh, yeah, for a while, but my dad would get drunk and get mad and throw out things when I was ‘bad’, so I don’t still have any of them,” Deeks explained as he took a seat next to her.
Taking his hand Kensi said, “Sometimes, I forget that your dad was awful. You always joke around and laugh and it’s hard to think of you as anything other than happy.”
“Are you giving up on your search for the illusive w-2 because my dad sucked? He’s not worth getting audited,” Deeks joked.
“If you ever tell anyone I said this, I will kill you. But, sometimes, when you aren’t annoying the crap out of me or mocking me, you’re alright. And it makes me believe that people can turn out okay even if their parents screw up royally,” Kensi said getting up and moving things around so as not to make eye contact.
“Did, did you just compliment me?” Deeks stood and stopped her with a hand on her shoulder.
“Sort of, maybe, shut up!” Kensi said turning away.
“Hey, Kens, you mean a lot to me too,” Deeks said smiling as he turned to continue searching.
Part: 1/1
Pairing: Kensi/Deeks
Word Count: 392
“I cannot believe that you lost your w-2 again. Of course if you were less of a hoarder then you could probably find it without my help,” Deeks said with a cocky smile.
“More looking, less talking, Deeks,” Kensi spat back.
“Oh my God, what is this? Did you miss the trash can? It’s grotesque.”
“Stop, don’t touch that!” Kensi yelled as she grabbed the mass of fur with one eyeball and an ear hanging on by a thread.
“Whoa, princess, didn’t mean to get you all riled up. I just didn’t want to catch anything. Can stuffed animals get the mange?”
“This is Bear.”
“I love that name, how did you come up with it?” Deeks teased.
“Shut up, my dad bought her for me at the hospital when I was born. I can’t really sew, but I have tried to patch her up over the years,” Kensi told him while hugging the decrepit bear.
“Wow, when you were born, that is one old bear!” Deeks said as he moved before she could punch him.
“Didn’t you have stuffed animals when you were little?” Kensi asked as she sat down on the couch.
“Uh, yeah, for a while, but my dad would get drunk and get mad and throw out things when I was ‘bad’, so I don’t still have any of them,” Deeks explained as he took a seat next to her.
Taking his hand Kensi said, “Sometimes, I forget that your dad was awful. You always joke around and laugh and it’s hard to think of you as anything other than happy.”
“Are you giving up on your search for the illusive w-2 because my dad sucked? He’s not worth getting audited,” Deeks joked.
“If you ever tell anyone I said this, I will kill you. But, sometimes, when you aren’t annoying the crap out of me or mocking me, you’re alright. And it makes me believe that people can turn out okay even if their parents screw up royally,” Kensi said getting up and moving things around so as not to make eye contact.
“Did, did you just compliment me?” Deeks stood and stopped her with a hand on her shoulder.
“Sort of, maybe, shut up!” Kensi said turning away.
“Hey, Kens, you mean a lot to me too,” Deeks said smiling as he turned to continue searching.