McGarrett House, Honolulu, HI - Friday

[hatesparadise]

Yesterday was Steve's first holiday with the extended Williams clan in New Jersey and the only reason he wasn't dead was probably because Charlie was also there to split the attention of everyone. At least that was Danny's assumption.

But they were back in Hawaii now and the kids back with Rachel. Well. Charlie was. Grace had immediately run off to spend the day with her friends at a mall somewhere.

"You good, babe? Need a hand?"

He was just being a jerk to poor, traumatized Steve.

[for the guy!]

Comments

[hatesparadise]

Danny yelped right along with him, going still in the wreckage. "What... the hell."

[grenadesandohana]

Steve, meanwhile, had twisted himself around to be a human shield for Danny for the potential explosion/lanai collapse that his brain was screaming were possibilities.

He took a deep breath and actually analyzed the situation. "Salt water got into the joints of the bed."

Whoops.

[hatesparadise]

"...we're never doing this outside again." Danny, no! Steve's dreams!

[grenadesandohana]

Steve whined. "Never?"

[hatesparadise]

"Not until you get this fixed," Danny grumbled, trying to pull them both out of the wreckage.

[grenadesandohana]

"Oh, look, I just found your Christmas present," Steve said.

[hatesparadise]

Danny rolled his eyes again. "C'mon, you schmuck."

[grenadesandohana]

"Did already."

Steven J. McGarrett.

[hatesparadise]

"...I hate you so much." Patently false.

[grenadesandohana]

"No you don't," Steve said, kissing him on the nose. "Let's go inside."

[hatesparadise]

"Yeah, yeah," Danny grumbled, brushing off Steve's sides. "This mean we're goin' shopping for new furniture again?"

[grenadesandohana]

"I think they're probably ready for us again," Steve said.

[hatesparadise]

"Well, we can make sure it's kid safe," Danny said with a sigh.

[grenadesandohana]

"Oh, they won't be on it," Steve said with the kind of blind faith people who hadn't had kids over all the time had.

[hatesparadise]

Danny gave him a little pat for that. "Babe, being a parent means your spaces are now their spaces."

Which was why Danny was crazy about making sure any weapons were locked up. Grace could be trusted, but Charlie...

[grenadesandohana]

"But this is our space!" Steve protested.

[hatesparadise]

"And, to a kid, it looks like a very cool place to play," Danny replied, tugging him along to find some clothing. "Thinking twice about this whole thing?"

[grenadesandohana]

"Of course not," Steve said, squeezing his fingers in reply.

[hatesparadise]

"Kids are a lot, even if we're splittin' time with Rachel," Danny said, holding on tightly.

[grenadesandohana]

"Danny," Steve said, trying to be as serious as he could while also not wearing anything. "I knew you were a package deal the first case we worked. I love the kids."

[hatesparadise]

"Okay," Danny said softly. "Okay."

Give him a little time to ignore the anxiety in his brain on the matter.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve reached out to take Danny's other hand, pulling him in. "I'm all in. Have been for years."

[hatesparadise]

"It's okay to be nervous," he said, holding onto Steve tightly.

Was that meant for himself or Steve?

"I'm nervous."

Ah, there we go.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve tugged him towards the bed, figuring that the chance for cuddling in a structually sound location was probably called for.

"What are you nervous about?"

[hatesparadise]

Danny opened his mouth to respond, but couldn't figure out the words for it and made a frustrated noise. "All of this. I'm happy and that's just..."