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It's been another one of those nights. In the middle of the night, Steve had pulled away from Danny and he's been woken up by the sound of the waves crashing on the shore over and over again. He tries to drown them out with a pillow, he tries to seek out Steve's heartbeat to settle him, but he can't get to sleep and by the time he wakes up in the morning, he's netted a grand total of two hours, at the most.
Exhausted, he throws an arm over his eyes, letting out an exhausted yawn. He's supposed to be at the IPD for a patrol in an hour and if he's honest, he wants to do nothing but sleep for the rest of the day. Except he wouldn't get any sleep until low tide.
"Goddamn ocean," he mutters, huffing and flopping over with a resounding thud.
Exhausted, he throws an arm over his eyes, letting out an exhausted yawn. He's supposed to be at the IPD for a patrol in an hour and if he's honest, he wants to do nothing but sleep for the rest of the day. Except he wouldn't get any sleep until low tide.
"Goddamn ocean," he mutters, huffing and flopping over with a resounding thud.