Somewhere on the Appalachian Trail, Saturday Afternoon

[hatesparadise]

With the weather finally something something close to reasonable for the fall season, Danny had allowed himself to be hustled off of the island before the crack of dawn to drive damn near across the state for a hike.

Because he was a nice, loving partner.

One who was going to end up committing a murder here if Steve didn't get him some food that wasn't an MRE.

"How long is this hike supposed to be?" he asked for the tenth time in just the last hour.

[for the murder victim to be]

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[grenadesandohana]

"The bran muffin?"

Steve, why do you insist on poking the bear.

[hatesparadise]

"I will kick you out of this car," Danny warned, smacking him on the arm.

[grenadesandohana]

"Constipation can lead to irritability," Steve told him wisely.

[hatesparadise]

"A croissant, babe," Danny replied, just hammering on that Jersey accent for the word 'croissant'.

It was great.

[grenadesandohana]

"You are very demanding," Steve told him.

[hatesparadise]

"I know what I want here," he replied.

[grenadesandohana]

"A tall black coffee and a bran muffin," Steve said, pulling into the drive through lane.

[hatesparadise]

"A grande Pumpkin Spice Latte," Danny said, leaning over and making direct eye contact with Steve to order his completely unnecessary sugar bomb. "And an apple croissant."

[grenadesandohana]

"Okay!" said the barista perkily heh. "That's one grande pumpkin spice latte, one tall coffee, a bran muffin and an apple croissant?"

Steve sighed heavily. "Yes."

[hatesparadise]

Danny grinned at him, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek. "Love you too, babe."

[grenadesandohana]

"Loving you less and less," Steve said, grinning back and driving around to grab their orders.

[hatesparadise]

"I am the light of your life," Danny informed him.

[grenadesandohana]

"I have never said that," Steve said, handing over Danny's coffee.

[hatesparadise]

"Are you refuting this statement?" Danny asked, getting their drinks settled in the cupholders between them.

[grenadesandohana]

"I'm refuting the phrasing," Steve said.

[hatesparadise]

"That's refuting the statement." Now they were just engaging in some perfectly normal interrogation banter.

[grenadesandohana]

"I like you fine," Steve said. "Calling you the light of my life seems a little much."

Wow, Steve. "Like you fine," huh.

[hatesparadise]

"Oh, you for sure just don't wanna get laid," Danny replied, staring at him.

[grenadesandohana]

"What makes you think that?" Steve asked.

[hatesparadise]

""You just said 'I like you fine' to the guy you're sleepin' with here," Danny shot back.

[grenadesandohana]

"I'm not gonna call you the light of my life, either. You'd think I was concussed."

[hatesparadise]

"...well, yes." Obviously. "But you could agree with it."

[grenadesandohana]

"I love you very much," Steve tried.

[hatesparadise]

"I love you too." Still not doing great on the charm there, Smoothdog.

[grenadesandohana]

It was ironic?

"And you make my life better," he said. "That's not in doubt."