One- Why Google?
"What are you doing over there?”
Steve asks as he watches Danny who is hunched over his laptop at the kitchen table, tapping at the keys with his technologically inept fingers. There is a cup of coffee cooling on the right side of Danny's elbow, but it continues to go unnoticed by the detective, as does everything else, as he types frantically.
“Huh? What? I'm Googlin', shh.”
Comes the distracted reply and this spikes Steve's interest on the rare lazy Sunday afternoon that he had been having.
He throws his book aside and saunters over, squinting over Danny's shoulder at the dimly lit computer screen.
“How to tell if they're into you? What’s this about? Has Grace been asking you to do research for her?”
He straightens up, ready to grab and load his gun, maybe Danny's too, for extra measure and go to put the fear of God into whichever idiot it is that has a thing for his sweet innocent Gracie, but he's stopped by the shake of Danny's head.
“Nuh uh, like she’s gonna be allowed to date anyone ever anyway.”
Steve frowns, a sick and heavy feeling curling his way into his stomach and he feels the need to sit down, but he remains stood.
“So if it's not about Grace.. Is there something, or someone that I should know about?”
There must have been something in the tone of his voice that makes Danny snap the laptop lid closed and swivel round in his chair to face Steve.
“No of course not! There’s no one but you babe, always. I was just bored and looking for something to do, wanted to see if I could detect how into me you are.”
Steve's confusion deepens, he cocks his head and taps the cold silver band that is resting on his left ring finger, the exact match of the one that Danny is wearing.
“I don’t know if you remember this Danno, but we're actually married. Why would I want to put up with you and your nerdy hobbies for life, if I weren't into you?!”
Danny's jaw drops open and he sputters out his reply.
“Um excuse me? I have nerdy hobbies? Just because I'd rather do a jigsaw than jump out of a helicopter going at full speed doesn’t make me a nerd! I’d rather have my family all in one piece and happy than being, oh I don’t know, a reckless stubborn head!”
There is no real heat to this argument though and Steve lets out a huff of laughter, before pulling Danny up and flush against his chest.
He leans in to kiss his husband but the other man holds up a hand to stop him.
“What? What’s the matter?”
Danny stares at his husband for several seconds in silence, as if scrutinizing him for something , before breaking out in a wide grin.
“Hm well it's not as if I’m an expert in analysis or detective work or anything but I'll give it a go. Let's see here, close body and eye contact, dilated pupils, toes pointed toward me... Yes I’ve come to the conclusion, Commander McGarrett, that you are definitely into me, as it were.”
The previous discomfort that Steve had felt before has now been replaced by certain arousal, Danny knows what happens when he uses Steve's title.
“Remind me why I put up with, let alone married, you?”
He restrains a groan as Danny shimmies even closer, if that were even possible which Steve doesn’t think it is, and the shorter blond man waggles his eyebrows suggestively.
“As if anyone else would want to have you and your ridiculous body. Now will you shut up and kiss me already!”
And that’s one order that Steve will always obey.