MCA #0, Wednesday Morning

[hatesparadise]

Well, yesterday happened. And now Danny had a series of shots for rabies.

Which was just great.

But today he was sorting through some mail to find something addressed to him from the Navy. Which turned out to be paperwork on a life insurance policy for one Steve McGarrett with him as the beneficiary.

"Steven!"

[for the guy!]

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[grenadesandohana]

Steve was giving him a look vaguely like a dog who'd brought in a treat but it turned out to perhaps be a dead squirrel.

[hatesparadise]

Ugh, not the kicked puppy look.

"C'mere," he grumbled, waving Steve over.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve wandered closer, still looking kicked-puppy adjacent.

[hatesparadise]

Danny tugged him into a hug to get rid of that horrible look. "I just did not expect this to happen in my life. Not after..."

You know, the divorce from hell.

[grenadesandohana]

Oh. Oh.

Steve clung back tightly.

[hatesparadise]

"You okay?" Danny asked, trying to look at him out of the corner of his eye.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve nodded. "I thought you were angry."

[hatesparadise]

"What, because of the yelling?" It was his love language.

[grenadesandohana]

"And the weird silence for the last week," Steve added.

[hatesparadise]

"That's..." Danny sighed, pulling away to try and put it out there. "I worry about you. Probably more than is healthy for me. I worry about a lot of things like that."

Oh, he'd get to the kid thing eventually.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve gave Danny's hand a squeeze. "I'm fine, Danny."

[hatesparadise]

"Radiation poisoning is kind of a big deal." Had Danny spent too long researching it? Yes.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve nodded. "I'm not disagreeing," he said softly. "And whatever happened to that Steve, I'm sure he didn't make that decision lightly."

[hatesparadise]

Danny smacked him on the arm, but it lacked much more than annoyance. Because he should hope that was the case.

[grenadesandohana]

"But he's not me," Steve said, "and you don't need to worry about something that might never happen."

[hatesparadise]

"Not how anxiety works, babe," Danny replied dryly. "But I'll work on it."

That couldn't be everything, right?

[grenadesandohana]

Steve brushed a kiss to the top of Danny's head. "I know it's not," he said. "But I'm okay. Check as often as you like."

[hatesparadise]

"Nah," he said immediately, pointing a finger at him. "Not healthy."

Boundaries were good there.

"But thanks."

[grenadesandohana]

Steve smiled. "So we're good?"

Please?

[hatesparadise]

"We're good." He was still going to boggle over all the paperwork involved in this.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve leaned in for another hug. Just in case.

[hatesparadise]

Danny of course hugged him back. Maybe a little tighter than before.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve loved the hell out of you. But...words. Words were hard.

Life insurance policies were easier! And hugs!

[hatesparadise]

"Just warn me when you start filing our taxes together," he added dryly, not letting go just yet.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve laughed. "I promise. Should I ask to put you on the lease of the next truck?"