MCA #0, Friday Evening

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Well, it was Friday, but more importantly, it was Friday and there was a new episode of one of the shows that Danny and Steve could watch and get just too invested in.

Which also meant date night.

"I'm starting it if you don't hurry your ass up!" Danny warned from the living room.

[for the fellow!]

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Danny made a face. "Yeah. Rachel's mother was... a real piece of work. I think she might have made them stale before serving them."

Having someone serve them to Danny, honestly. Because she wouldn't deign to lower herself.

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"Rachel's mother makes cookies?" Steve couldn't picture Rachel making cookies.

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"Oh, hell no. She had someone buy them for her." Totally different.

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"That makes more sense," Steve admitted. "She doesn't seem like she cooks at all."

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"Yeah, she's..." A monster-in-law. "Let's just say I had practice before your mother."

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"Doris has probably wondered what your secret is," Steve said.

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"I am a very patient man." And stubborn as hell.

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"It helps that she doesn't stick around for long," Steve muttered dryly.

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Danny tugged him over for a kiss at that. Something to keep Steve from spiraling at it.

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"I'm good," Steve promised when he finally pulled back.

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"Yeah?" He'd confirm this always, you putz.

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Smart instinct, since Steve would try to walk off bullet wounds. "She is who she is," Steve said.

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Danny kissed him one more time. "And you're you, babe."

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"Which means what?" Steve asked, kissing him back.

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"That you take this to heart, even knowing the truth isn't on you," Danny murmured.

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Steve rested his forehead against Danny's. "Yeah. Maybe."

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"I know you," Danny said, making it fond. Because it was. Exasperated at times, but fond now.

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Steve kissed him between the eyes. "Yeah, you do."

Which meant Danny knew Steve really wanted to change the subject.

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Oh, he knew. Which was why he let this linger a little while longer.

"So, you'd make an otter cake for this, right?" Danny asked, finally releasing Steve from the moment.

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Steve gave him a shove and a grin. "I'd make a surfboard."

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"It's too large!" Maybe for bread week...

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"A grenade?"

Steven.

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Danny sighed and rolled his eyes. "Only you."

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"Maybe like a bouquet of grenades!"

Steven, that is a terrible idea.

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"You know what? I'd love to see you make that." He really would!