Relief, Jealously and Love, Steve/Danny, PG, H50, Self Challenge Piece Two
Title: Relief, Jealousy and Love
Author: purple_spock
Verse: H50
Pairing: Steve/Danny
Status: First time
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1200
Genre: PWP with a touch of Drama and Angst
Disclaimer: I don’t own H50.
Summary: Three reasons Steve kissed Danny.
AN: The second piece in a self-issued challenge of 15 fics in the month of October. They are in no way connected, but I’d be thrilled if you did want to read to other fic in the series so far (link below).
[Self Challenge]
The first time they kiss Danny’s not even sure it happened. His head is spinning from oxygen deprivation, he’s gasping for air and to top it all off, he’s soaking wet. After Steve pulls him out of the water, he’s leaning over him, in Danny’s space, saying a lot of things very quickly that Danny can’t process. He does manage to catch “Thought you were dead,” before Steve’s lips are pressed to his, so quickly that he doesn’t have time to kiss back, no matter how much he wants to.
Then the rest of the team and the paramedics descend on them, and Steve lets himself be pushed to the back of the crowd and it’s three hours before they see each other again. By then Danny’s too tired to do anything but fall asleep in the front seat of the car. When he wakes up the next morning the kiss seems more likely to be a hallucination caused by stress and three minutes under water, and he decides to put it out of his mind. Things continue between them like it never happened.
***
The second time it’s rough and possessive and all wrong. They’re at a club, watching yet another sleazy criminal who’s trying to smuggle drugs onto the islands. Danny’s leaning against the bar, trying to act casual as Steve loiters near the couches, when woman starts talking to Danny, touching his arms, showing way to much cleavage, and blocking his view of the suspect.
“Sorry miss, but this isn’t really a good time,” Danny tells her, trying to see around her. The woman just laughs and says something suggestive, completely oblivious to how badly Danny wants her gone.
Danny moves around her but she follows him, draping herself over his shoulders and slurring into his ear. “Oh come on baby don’t be like that. Why you trying to get away?”
“Look lady,” Danny yells above the music, attempting to push her off him, “I know you’re not thinking quite right at the moment, but you really need to move on.” The woman must be half octopus, because she is impossible to pry off.
Then suddenly she’s gone and Steve is right there, looking more than a little intense. The woman shrieks hits Steve’s arm, but he doesn’t seem to notice. “What is your problem?” She demands.
Danny’s about to thank Steve for his timely intervention but in an instant Steve moves towards him, completely ignoring the indignant woman, and smashes his lips to Danny’s. He pulls Danny towards him in a kiss that’s all about strength and territory. Danny puts his hand in Steve’s hair, more to hold him back than anything else. Then, as suddenly as it began the kiss ends. Danny looks up to see that the woman has left, and before he can get a sentence together Steve yells that their suspect is leaving and follows him out without looking at Danny.
Later in the car, as they trial the suspect to his house, Danny turns to Steve, who for once seems determined to keep his eyes on the road. “What the hell was that?”
“What the hell was what?”
“What do you mean what?” Danny’s a little embarrassed to note that he’s already getting hysterical. “Not that I’m protesting its effectiveness, because god knows that woman was majorly in the way, but that was a bit of an odd technique.”
Steve turns towards him, and gives Danny a dark, dangerous look he’s seen many times but never directed towards him. “It was nothing.”
It gives Danny chills, and despite the fact that he really doesn’t want to, he drops the subject and they ride the rest of the way in silence.
***
Of all the times they kiss, the third is the best, and it’s not even the highlight of his night.
“And did you see that? All those other kids forgot their lines, but not my Monkey. Got everyone dead on. Except that one, but really, what kind of eight year old would know the word ‘demoralisation’,”
They’re leaving the auditorium of Grace’s school, Danny floating on a cloud of fatherly pride with Steve walking beside him, grinning almost as much as Danny.
“Wasn’t she amazing?” Danny asks, rounding on Steve with a stupidly happy look on his face.
“She was perfect Danno,” Steve smiles at his partner.
When they get to the car Danny is surprised when Steve stops, expecting him to get in the driver’s seat so Danny can continue his recap of the play on their way back to the office. “What’re you doing?” he asks, trying to get past him to the passenger side door, but Steve stops him with a hand on his arm. “What?”
“I just, I just,” Danny can’t keep the shocked look off his face as Steve stammers, “I just wanted to say thanks, you know, for inviting me to this, it means a lot. Grace means a lot to me. You mean a lot to me...” Steve looks down at him as he trails of, clearly out of his depth in emotional waters.
“You mean a lot to me too Steve.” Danny can’t believe how easily it comes out, how sure and steady his voice is. It’s about time they had this conversation anyway.
“I don’t mean just as a friend or whatever Danny -”
Danny cuts him off with a dramatic hand gesture and an eye roll, “I know what you mean you cave man. Not all of us are emotionally illiterate like you. Some of us can read between the lines.”
All Steve says is “Oh good,” before his hands are on Danny’s face and their lips are meeting. It’s not like the times before. It’s hesitant and intimate and most defiantly real. Danny just barely prevents himself from clutching Steve’s chest and swooning, settling instead for wrapping his fingers around Steve’s neck as he strains up to meet him. Then Steve stoops down a little more and they fit perfectly together, and Steve is sliding his tongue into Danny’s mouth, becoming bolder and more firm and Danny rapidly loses his ability think about anything other than Steve’s lips.
When they break apart they both look a little shell shocked and are somewhat out of breath, but it’s not long before Danny grins and Steve is beaming back at him. “I guess we better get back to work,” Steve sounds less than thrilled at the notion.
“Or,” says Danny, finally making it to the passenger side of the car, “We could go back to your place and have a beer.”
“Or we could do that,” Steve agrees, getting into the car. As both their doors close Danny barely has time to worry about awkward silences before Steve looks at over him. “The word ‘demoralisation’ does seem a bit advanced for third graders,”
Danny wants to tell Steve how glad he is that things aren’t ruined between them, that they haven’t made a mistake, that things are as comfortable as they ever were. Instead he opts for a dramatic gesture and says “I know right?” before continuing his review of “The Settlement of Hawaii”, undoubtedly the best play in the world.
Author: purple_spock
Verse: H50
Pairing: Steve/Danny
Status: First time
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1200
Genre: PWP with a touch of Drama and Angst
Disclaimer: I don’t own H50.
Summary: Three reasons Steve kissed Danny.
AN: The second piece in a self-issued challenge of 15 fics in the month of October. They are in no way connected, but I’d be thrilled if you did want to read to other fic in the series so far (link below).
[Self Challenge]
The first time they kiss Danny’s not even sure it happened. His head is spinning from oxygen deprivation, he’s gasping for air and to top it all off, he’s soaking wet. After Steve pulls him out of the water, he’s leaning over him, in Danny’s space, saying a lot of things very quickly that Danny can’t process. He does manage to catch “Thought you were dead,” before Steve’s lips are pressed to his, so quickly that he doesn’t have time to kiss back, no matter how much he wants to.
Then the rest of the team and the paramedics descend on them, and Steve lets himself be pushed to the back of the crowd and it’s three hours before they see each other again. By then Danny’s too tired to do anything but fall asleep in the front seat of the car. When he wakes up the next morning the kiss seems more likely to be a hallucination caused by stress and three minutes under water, and he decides to put it out of his mind. Things continue between them like it never happened.
***
The second time it’s rough and possessive and all wrong. They’re at a club, watching yet another sleazy criminal who’s trying to smuggle drugs onto the islands. Danny’s leaning against the bar, trying to act casual as Steve loiters near the couches, when woman starts talking to Danny, touching his arms, showing way to much cleavage, and blocking his view of the suspect.
“Sorry miss, but this isn’t really a good time,” Danny tells her, trying to see around her. The woman just laughs and says something suggestive, completely oblivious to how badly Danny wants her gone.
Danny moves around her but she follows him, draping herself over his shoulders and slurring into his ear. “Oh come on baby don’t be like that. Why you trying to get away?”
“Look lady,” Danny yells above the music, attempting to push her off him, “I know you’re not thinking quite right at the moment, but you really need to move on.” The woman must be half octopus, because she is impossible to pry off.
Then suddenly she’s gone and Steve is right there, looking more than a little intense. The woman shrieks hits Steve’s arm, but he doesn’t seem to notice. “What is your problem?” She demands.
Danny’s about to thank Steve for his timely intervention but in an instant Steve moves towards him, completely ignoring the indignant woman, and smashes his lips to Danny’s. He pulls Danny towards him in a kiss that’s all about strength and territory. Danny puts his hand in Steve’s hair, more to hold him back than anything else. Then, as suddenly as it began the kiss ends. Danny looks up to see that the woman has left, and before he can get a sentence together Steve yells that their suspect is leaving and follows him out without looking at Danny.
Later in the car, as they trial the suspect to his house, Danny turns to Steve, who for once seems determined to keep his eyes on the road. “What the hell was that?”
“What the hell was what?”
“What do you mean what?” Danny’s a little embarrassed to note that he’s already getting hysterical. “Not that I’m protesting its effectiveness, because god knows that woman was majorly in the way, but that was a bit of an odd technique.”
Steve turns towards him, and gives Danny a dark, dangerous look he’s seen many times but never directed towards him. “It was nothing.”
It gives Danny chills, and despite the fact that he really doesn’t want to, he drops the subject and they ride the rest of the way in silence.
***
Of all the times they kiss, the third is the best, and it’s not even the highlight of his night.
“And did you see that? All those other kids forgot their lines, but not my Monkey. Got everyone dead on. Except that one, but really, what kind of eight year old would know the word ‘demoralisation’,”
They’re leaving the auditorium of Grace’s school, Danny floating on a cloud of fatherly pride with Steve walking beside him, grinning almost as much as Danny.
“Wasn’t she amazing?” Danny asks, rounding on Steve with a stupidly happy look on his face.
“She was perfect Danno,” Steve smiles at his partner.
When they get to the car Danny is surprised when Steve stops, expecting him to get in the driver’s seat so Danny can continue his recap of the play on their way back to the office. “What’re you doing?” he asks, trying to get past him to the passenger side door, but Steve stops him with a hand on his arm. “What?”
“I just, I just,” Danny can’t keep the shocked look off his face as Steve stammers, “I just wanted to say thanks, you know, for inviting me to this, it means a lot. Grace means a lot to me. You mean a lot to me...” Steve looks down at him as he trails of, clearly out of his depth in emotional waters.
“You mean a lot to me too Steve.” Danny can’t believe how easily it comes out, how sure and steady his voice is. It’s about time they had this conversation anyway.
“I don’t mean just as a friend or whatever Danny -”
Danny cuts him off with a dramatic hand gesture and an eye roll, “I know what you mean you cave man. Not all of us are emotionally illiterate like you. Some of us can read between the lines.”
All Steve says is “Oh good,” before his hands are on Danny’s face and their lips are meeting. It’s not like the times before. It’s hesitant and intimate and most defiantly real. Danny just barely prevents himself from clutching Steve’s chest and swooning, settling instead for wrapping his fingers around Steve’s neck as he strains up to meet him. Then Steve stoops down a little more and they fit perfectly together, and Steve is sliding his tongue into Danny’s mouth, becoming bolder and more firm and Danny rapidly loses his ability think about anything other than Steve’s lips.
When they break apart they both look a little shell shocked and are somewhat out of breath, but it’s not long before Danny grins and Steve is beaming back at him. “I guess we better get back to work,” Steve sounds less than thrilled at the notion.
“Or,” says Danny, finally making it to the passenger side of the car, “We could go back to your place and have a beer.”
“Or we could do that,” Steve agrees, getting into the car. As both their doors close Danny barely has time to worry about awkward silences before Steve looks at over him. “The word ‘demoralisation’ does seem a bit advanced for third graders,”
Danny wants to tell Steve how glad he is that things aren’t ruined between them, that they haven’t made a mistake, that things are as comfortable as they ever were. Instead he opts for a dramatic gesture and says “I know right?” before continuing his review of “The Settlement of Hawaii”, undoubtedly the best play in the world.