McGarrett House, Honolulu, HI - Wednesday

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Another visit to the hospital and another donation for Charlie. Though this time around, Danny was having a slower go at bouncing right back into the swing of things.

Hence passing out for a nap on the nice, new couch at the McGarrett home rather than the place he still nominally kept. Look, you get over a certain decade and suddenly you're just tired and grumpy.

Or maybe that was just Danny's base state of being.

[mostly for that guy on the slowest of play]

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"No, that's false. I refuse."

Oh, Daniel.

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Steve kissed the top of his head, grinning to himself. "Do you need water? Aspirin? That chicken soup from the freezer?"

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"Aspirin," he said, making another face. "They said I'd be sore and tired, but I didn't think it would be this annoying."

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"It's definitely more noticeable than last month," Steve said. "Is it a cumulative thing? Will you be really knocked out next month?"

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"They didn't say it was," Danny replied, sitting up and stretching a little. "Maybe it's stress catchin' up with it?"

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"Could be," Steve said, chewing on his lower lip as he mulled that over. "Meds and water," he said, pushing himself off the sofa. "Stay."

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"Better be gettin' me a treat too if you're sayin' that," Danny grumbled, but flopped back over onto the comfortable couch.

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"And a peppermint patty," Steve added.

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"Damn right." Steve was his favorite now.

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Now?!

Steve gave him a smirk and went on his sustenance retrieval mission.

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The kids held a higher spot. Of course.

Danny yawned again and tried to focus on an infomercial as Stevel puttered around in the kitchen.

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"Don't be falling asleep on me," Steve teased from the doorway.

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"'M not." Kind of was. "There's no game on to keep me awake."

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"Baseball will definitely put you to sleep," Steve declared.

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"Says you," Danny shot back. "I'm an actual fan."

Who fell asleep to the games.

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"I'm a fan too," Steve protested.

Kind of!

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"You're a football fan, that's different." More or less beer?

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"I also like basketball," Steve said. "And rugby. And I'm learning to not hate hockey."

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"High praise for hockey," Danny replied dryly.

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"They just look so cold," Steve said, settling back on the sofa and handing Danny his water and meds.

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"Thank you," Danny said, making room for him again.

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"Just this time," Steve teased, kissing him between the eyes.

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"You're the best," he murmured, slowing his eyes. "Does that help?"

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"It does," Steve said, smiling.

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"Thank you. Really," Danny said sincerely. "For takin' care of me right now."