MASH Danny/Steve
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float_on_alrightTitle: MASH
Fandom: H50 like this whole past season never happened
Characters: Steve, Danny, Kono, Chin, and Jenna
Pairing: Danny/Steve
Summary: Kono suggests MASH
Rating: PG-13 to be on the safe side.
Spoilers: None really.
Warnings: slash-y
Disclaimer: Who gave me the rights to H50? No one yet. But I'm still hoping.
Finally, thanks always to
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shanachie_quill who I just don't have enough words to thank properly for all the wonderful things she does for me.MASH
Danny was almost enjoying another one of his boyfriend’s now infamous grill outs when Kono started trouble again. Dammit if she wasn’t taking after Steve as much as she took after Chin.
“We’re playing MASH,” she said with the kind of certainty that he was accustomed to hearing in Steve’s voice when he was about to do something like reckless. Jenna snorted a laugh.
“What is ‘mash’?” Danny asked, confused but already very concerned. He thought he’d heard of it before, one of those things he thought his sisters might have done when they were in their teens and that did not bode well.
Neither did the face that everyone ignored him.
“Kono, you’re not serious!” Jenna said.
“Oh, yes, I am and I think you should be first for doubting me.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Jenna said, and Danny was hopeful for a moment, but he was very quickly crushed, “we should go in alphabetically order.”
“Oh, no,” Chin said, “even if I was going to let you two ring me into that, ladies first.”
“Do me, Kono, since everyone else is a coward,” Steve said and Kono squealed her delight. When she had gotten so playful Danny didn’t know, but he suspected that this was her way of fighting against the tension ever since... well, everything had happened.
Danny supposed that was how he ended up with four mostly sober so called investigators playing a middle school girl’s game. He was staying on the outside of it, at least that was his intention, but he really should have known better by now. Kono was not about to allow such a thing.
She drew up Steve’s paper muttering things like, “one kid, three kids, fourteen kids, thirty-nine kids,” and “Camaro, Pinto, Escalade, Yugo”. She did his career too, which Danny thought was a little pointless at this point, but he was clearly not allowed to argue as every time he opened his mouth one of the girls shushed him. He couldn’t see everything on the paper from where he was, but she and Jenna were snickering and his gut was telling him that was now was a good time to panic.
“Okay, Steve, tell me when to stop,” Kono said as she did something with her pencil that he would not have described as writing, but he couldn’t really see what it was to be sure.
“Stop,” Steve said after a moment’s pause, though Danny still wasn’t sure what it was she was doing. She started to count and check things off, giggling occasionally, but had decided she wouldn’t let anyone see until she was done.
“Okay, well, you’re going to continue to live in a house, you’re going to drive a Yugo,” everyone laughed except Danny who still didn’t know what was going on, “you’ll have fourteen kids – how are you going to fit them in a Yugo? Anyway – you’re going to become a super model – maybe you can buy a better car then.” She was laughing and so was everyone else. Danny wasn’t sure why people did this, but he was thankful for Kono’s ability to lighten everyone’s mood.
“Come on, Kono, get to the good bit,” Jenna said, eager and laughing.
“Oh, looks like you’re moving to New Jersey, which... and I think I can guess how your new husband is going to feel about it,” Kono was chuckling as she answered and Danny felt his anxiety increase again. Was he really about to feel jealous towards some random name generated by Kono’s ridiculousness? He and Steve had been happy these last few months. It seemed like their relationship should be so complicated, so difficult, and yet it never felt that way. Once they were together, it was just easy.
Chin wiggled his eyebrows, chuckling. “Who’s the lucky man?” At Chin’s question a slow smile unfurled across Kono’s face, making her look absolutely devious.
“Danny,” she said happily.
Jenna whooped, “When’s the wedding boys? I demand an invite.” Danny tensed and stole a look at Steve, but he was just laughing.
“Don’t worry J, I promise I’ll tell you the moment Danny says yes to my proposal,” Steve said it like it was no big deal, just another off handed comment in a string of words, and maybe he felt that way. If he could say it so meaninglessly, Danny knew his heart would break. He couldn’t take that word lightly and the idea of him and Steve making things as official as they could... No, he told himself, Steve really likes you, but you can’t start thinking about that.
It wasn’t fair how tangled up in Steve he was. It wasn’t fair for Steve to toss out that word like it was nothing. He opened his mouth to let them all know that he did not think they should toss around words like ‘marriage,’ ‘husband.’ and ‘proposal’ quite so nonchalantly.
Danny tried not to be cranky for the rest of the night. Kono had planned to let the fickle hand of fate decide each team members’ future, but Chin, in a clumsy move Danny was convinced was staged, spilled the majority of a freshly opened beer all over Kono’s papers. The game was lost after that. Danny would be lying if he said it didn’t improve his mood.
Later on, the others caught a cab to go clubbing. (Kono was dragging Jenna and Chin out. Danny thought he might pay to see that happen until the light touch of Steve’s lips and soft breath on his neck stopped all his thoughts in their tracks.) He was much more interested in staying home with Steve after that.
It had been a long week; filled with running and bullets (but thankfully no explosions) and Danny was terribly tired. He crawled under the covers gratefully; sighing when his head hit the pillow. Steve was not long behind him, wriggling into the bed and pulling Danny against his chest. Danny still found it odd and marvelous being the small spoon to Steve who seemed to take great pleasure in wrapping himself around Danny. Danny felt his remaining tension dissolve and comfort and sleep begin to take over him.
“Get the light, please, babe,” Danny said, eyes already closed.
“Danny?” Steve whispered softly.
“Sex in the morning, Steven, I’m exhausted.”
Steve chuckled and it rumbled against Danny’s back making him feel warm and at home. “That’s not my question, though the answer to the question of sex is always both now and later.”
“Ha-ha. So what is your question?”
“Would you marry me?”
Danny’s eye snapped open. “Are you seriously asking?” Danny swallowed.
“Yes. Marry me.” Steve reached across him and pulled the drawer open. In it was black box. “Open it,” Steve directed Danny. Danny did as he was told and found two matching gold bands. Examining each was not easy in the low light, but he did eventually make out that on the inside of each was the inscription “Partners Always.”
Danny couldn’t find the words to accept the proposal, but he did find the energy to make his answer very, very clear.
“We’re playing MASH,” she said with the kind of certainty that he was accustomed to hearing in Steve’s voice when he was about to do something like reckless. Jenna snorted a laugh.
“What is ‘mash’?” Danny asked, confused but already very concerned. He thought he’d heard of it before, one of those things he thought his sisters might have done when they were in their teens and that did not bode well.
Neither did the face that everyone ignored him.
“Kono, you’re not serious!” Jenna said.
“Oh, yes, I am and I think you should be first for doubting me.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Jenna said, and Danny was hopeful for a moment, but he was very quickly crushed, “we should go in alphabetically order.”
“Oh, no,” Chin said, “even if I was going to let you two ring me into that, ladies first.”
“Do me, Kono, since everyone else is a coward,” Steve said and Kono squealed her delight. When she had gotten so playful Danny didn’t know, but he suspected that this was her way of fighting against the tension ever since... well, everything had happened.
Danny supposed that was how he ended up with four mostly sober so called investigators playing a middle school girl’s game. He was staying on the outside of it, at least that was his intention, but he really should have known better by now. Kono was not about to allow such a thing.
She drew up Steve’s paper muttering things like, “one kid, three kids, fourteen kids, thirty-nine kids,” and “Camaro, Pinto, Escalade, Yugo”. She did his career too, which Danny thought was a little pointless at this point, but he was clearly not allowed to argue as every time he opened his mouth one of the girls shushed him. He couldn’t see everything on the paper from where he was, but she and Jenna were snickering and his gut was telling him that was now was a good time to panic.
“Okay, Steve, tell me when to stop,” Kono said as she did something with her pencil that he would not have described as writing, but he couldn’t really see what it was to be sure.
“Stop,” Steve said after a moment’s pause, though Danny still wasn’t sure what it was she was doing. She started to count and check things off, giggling occasionally, but had decided she wouldn’t let anyone see until she was done.
“Okay, well, you’re going to continue to live in a house, you’re going to drive a Yugo,” everyone laughed except Danny who still didn’t know what was going on, “you’ll have fourteen kids – how are you going to fit them in a Yugo? Anyway – you’re going to become a super model – maybe you can buy a better car then.” She was laughing and so was everyone else. Danny wasn’t sure why people did this, but he was thankful for Kono’s ability to lighten everyone’s mood.
“Come on, Kono, get to the good bit,” Jenna said, eager and laughing.
“Oh, looks like you’re moving to New Jersey, which... and I think I can guess how your new husband is going to feel about it,” Kono was chuckling as she answered and Danny felt his anxiety increase again. Was he really about to feel jealous towards some random name generated by Kono’s ridiculousness? He and Steve had been happy these last few months. It seemed like their relationship should be so complicated, so difficult, and yet it never felt that way. Once they were together, it was just easy.
Chin wiggled his eyebrows, chuckling. “Who’s the lucky man?” At Chin’s question a slow smile unfurled across Kono’s face, making her look absolutely devious.
“Danny,” she said happily.
Jenna whooped, “When’s the wedding boys? I demand an invite.” Danny tensed and stole a look at Steve, but he was just laughing.
“Don’t worry J, I promise I’ll tell you the moment Danny says yes to my proposal,” Steve said it like it was no big deal, just another off handed comment in a string of words, and maybe he felt that way. If he could say it so meaninglessly, Danny knew his heart would break. He couldn’t take that word lightly and the idea of him and Steve making things as official as they could... No, he told himself, Steve really likes you, but you can’t start thinking about that.
It wasn’t fair how tangled up in Steve he was. It wasn’t fair for Steve to toss out that word like it was nothing. He opened his mouth to let them all know that he did not think they should toss around words like ‘marriage,’ ‘husband.’ and ‘proposal’ quite so nonchalantly.
Danny tried not to be cranky for the rest of the night. Kono had planned to let the fickle hand of fate decide each team members’ future, but Chin, in a clumsy move Danny was convinced was staged, spilled the majority of a freshly opened beer all over Kono’s papers. The game was lost after that. Danny would be lying if he said it didn’t improve his mood.
Later on, the others caught a cab to go clubbing. (Kono was dragging Jenna and Chin out. Danny thought he might pay to see that happen until the light touch of Steve’s lips and soft breath on his neck stopped all his thoughts in their tracks.) He was much more interested in staying home with Steve after that.
It had been a long week; filled with running and bullets (but thankfully no explosions) and Danny was terribly tired. He crawled under the covers gratefully; sighing when his head hit the pillow. Steve was not long behind him, wriggling into the bed and pulling Danny against his chest. Danny still found it odd and marvelous being the small spoon to Steve who seemed to take great pleasure in wrapping himself around Danny. Danny felt his remaining tension dissolve and comfort and sleep begin to take over him.
“Get the light, please, babe,” Danny said, eyes already closed.
“Danny?” Steve whispered softly.
“Sex in the morning, Steven, I’m exhausted.”
Steve chuckled and it rumbled against Danny’s back making him feel warm and at home. “That’s not my question, though the answer to the question of sex is always both now and later.”
“Ha-ha. So what is your question?”
“Would you marry me?”
Danny’s eye snapped open. “Are you seriously asking?” Danny swallowed.
“Yes. Marry me.” Steve reached across him and pulled the drawer open. In it was black box. “Open it,” Steve directed Danny. Danny did as he was told and found two matching gold bands. Examining each was not easy in the low light, but he did eventually make out that on the inside of each was the inscription “Partners Always.”
Danny couldn’t find the words to accept the proposal, but he did find the energy to make his answer very, very clear.
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Date: 2012-02-19 03:01 am (UTC)And so Hawaii 5-0 ended it's 17 year run with a game of MASH, a proposal from Steve and the highest ratings any show had gotten since man walked on the moon.
Hahaahahhahaa, I LOVE IT. That's TOTALLY what I want to see!
THANKS!