McGarrett House, Honolulu, HI - Thursday

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This past weekend was... a thing. A thing that had happened. Consider Danny less than pleased with the whole event. But then again, was he ever happy with the weird shit that happened to him?

No. The answer was no.

But now they were back in Hawaii where things were an almost normal level of weird with the cases tossed their way.

"What have I told you about eating the cookies!" Danny shouted out from the kitchen. "Every single year I've been in Hawaii. Every. Single. Year."

Really, he should have expected Steve to 'quality check' the cookies.

[for the guy!]

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"I'm quality control!" Steve shouted back around a mouthful of ill-gotten cookies.

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Using his SEAL skills for cookie theft. For shame.

"They're cooling!"

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"They're cool!"

They weren't.

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"You're worse than a child about this," Danny said, shooing him away.

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Steve reached over Danny's head to snag one more before running away.

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Oh, he was getting smacked with a kitchen towel for that as he ran. "I'm giving them all to Kono now!"

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"No, you're not," Steve laughed. "You need some for Santa."

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"The rest is going to Kono!" Nah, Steve was still getting a lot of them.

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"Chin and Grover will be so hurt," Steve said, tsking sadly.

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"They knew who my favorite is," Danny said dryly.

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"I thought it was me," Steve muttered.

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"Depends on the day, babe." Oh, now he was just winding Steve up.

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"You gonna end up with coal," Steve threatened.

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"Sounds kinda like a euphemism," Danny replied, reaching out to tug him over by the waistband for a kiss.

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Steve tasted sweet, like too many stolen cookies. "What kind of euphemism?"

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Which was Danny kissed him again.

"You're the Navy man. You tell me."

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"Oh, I want to hear your ideas," Steve said, chuckling.

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Danny pretended he was very focused on fixing Steve's cheap as hell t-shirt as he considered that. "Well, it would be some things that are very much not appropriate for a workplace setting."

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Steve laughed. "We're not at work."

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"We are not," he agreed. "And some things that we should try out in all new spots in the house."

Weren't you glad to have someone completely on board with essentially marking the place up as yours via sex?

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So glad!

Steve's face lit up. "I'm okay with that."

He was eager, even.

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Danny grinned and kiss him again. "I love that smile, you know that?"

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"You do?" Steve said, smiling again.

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"Yeah," Danny said, cupping Steve's face with both his hands. "It's... it's real, you know?"

Nothing about it was Steve trying to do what he thought was expected of him. Just a pure reaction.

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Steve met Danny's eyes, smile turning sweeter. "Yeah."