MCA #0, Late, Late Friday Night

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Well, that last trip to Baltimore had been... terrible. Just terrible.

And now Danny was back to having insomnia more often than not, causing him to slip out of bed to find something to keep his brain occupied rather than wake Steve up with his tossing and turning. That amounted to putting on terrible infomercials and talking himself out of texting to check in on Grace. Because that would be nuts, right? Right.

He was starting on a text anyway.

[for the guy who also lives there!]

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[grenadesandohana]

Steve wasn't exactly a sound sleeper either right now so he padded out to the living room a few minutes later after location some sleep pants.

January wasn't exactly great for sleeping in the altogether. "How long you been up?"

He had a rough idea.

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And Hawaii didn't train you to always have a sweatshirt on hand quite like New Jersey did.

"Did I wake you?" Not an answer, Daniel.

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"Course not," Steve said, though that would've been his answer regardless.

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Danny moved over a little on the couch, making it a clear invitation. At least for them it was super clear.

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Steve grabbed a throw blanket and snuggled right in.

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"Jesus, you're cold," Danny grumbled, shuffling a little to get them both into a comfortable position.

They continued on hocking terrible jewelry to the lonely and sleepless on the television.

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"Look, Danno, genuine cubic zirconia," Steve said.

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"You want a fake diamond tennis bracelet for Valentine's Day, babe?" Danny asked dryly, using Steve's shoulder as a pillow. He wouldn't fall asleep, but a guy could dream, right?

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"Tempting," Steve drawled. "Does it go with my Glock?"

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"Maybe if we bedazzle it a bit," Danny suggested.

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"My SEAL buddies will be so jealous," Steve said.

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"That's the goal," Danny agreed, idly reaching for Steve's hand to hold onto.

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Steve slid his fingers through Danny's and squeezed. "I'll be the envy of the Academy," he said. "They want me to come up and interview some of the cadets."

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"Better get video of that for me," Danny replied, more than a little relieved to get that response.

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"Thought you might want to come," Steve said.

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"You inviting me along to meet your SEAL buddies?" Danny asked, brushing Steve's hand with his thumb and not letting go anytime soon.

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"Not all of them," Steve said. "Only the ones the Naval Academy thinks are respectable."

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"Would you have been there as a student?" Danny asked, trying to keep his tone light.

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Steve nodded. "I was top of my class," he said. "I interviewed with a few specialties."

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"It'd be better than checking out Seton Hall, that's for sure," he replied.

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Steve laughed. "I'd like to see what a real college looked like."

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"Yeah?" He'd totally drag Steve around that place. And then maybe get them embroiled in a case that involved being undercover as a professor.

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"I'm guessing you weren't up every day at 5:30 to work out, huh," Steve said.

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"Not unless I was going to an early class," Danny replied dryly. "Or still up from the night before."

Daniel Williams.

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Steve winced at the very thought. "Lights were out at midnight," he said. "Sharp."