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"So, what you're saying is that lost in the jungle is some kind of waterfall..." Steve attempts this for the third time and abandons all hope when he stares at Kono and Danny and tries to reconcile Danny with the tiny blonde woman standing in front of him. "And because it was cold water..."
"Boss, just, accept that cold water did this to Danny and let's get back to the job."
Because like Chin said, 'the good guys know the bad guys' and if Danny looks like this, then they can pull the vice-job that HPD and Five-O has had to keep pushing away since all of their people had been identified. It's the only reason, supposedly, that Danny didn't just take a dive into the warm-waterfall-pool right next to the cold one and Steve isn't going to think about this logically anymore.
"Next time, when the suspect goes running off a cliff..."
"Yeah, I got it, don't follow him," Danny replies idly, waving a hand. He looks too small to take seriously and Steve has been keeping his fair distance. It's to the point that everyone starts to notice and halfway through their tactics meeting about the op, Danny calls him on it.
"I'm gonna get dinner," Chin says, pulling Kono with him to get out of the way.
Danny folds his arms over his chest, upper lip curling towards his nose in disgust. "Do I look contagious or something? Do I disgust you, McGarrett? Cuz you won't even look at me and I know you like these parts cuz you like them just fine on Catherine. So what's the deal, here?"
It's hard to explain and Steve's not a master of words at the best of times. He owes Danny an attempt, though. He tears his gaze away from the wall and manages to look as level as possible into Danny's gaze.
"You're just not you," is what he has to say. "And I don't like it."
Danny blushes a color of pink that Steve isn't sure is deserved, but he isn't about to complain. It's better than being called a 'schmuck' and smacked in the arm, after all. "C'mon, you goof, let's pull this job and I'll go back to being the me you like. Deal?"
"Deal."
"Boss, just, accept that cold water did this to Danny and let's get back to the job."
Because like Chin said, 'the good guys know the bad guys' and if Danny looks like this, then they can pull the vice-job that HPD and Five-O has had to keep pushing away since all of their people had been identified. It's the only reason, supposedly, that Danny didn't just take a dive into the warm-waterfall-pool right next to the cold one and Steve isn't going to think about this logically anymore.
"Next time, when the suspect goes running off a cliff..."
"Yeah, I got it, don't follow him," Danny replies idly, waving a hand. He looks too small to take seriously and Steve has been keeping his fair distance. It's to the point that everyone starts to notice and halfway through their tactics meeting about the op, Danny calls him on it.
"I'm gonna get dinner," Chin says, pulling Kono with him to get out of the way.
Danny folds his arms over his chest, upper lip curling towards his nose in disgust. "Do I look contagious or something? Do I disgust you, McGarrett? Cuz you won't even look at me and I know you like these parts cuz you like them just fine on Catherine. So what's the deal, here?"
It's hard to explain and Steve's not a master of words at the best of times. He owes Danny an attempt, though. He tears his gaze away from the wall and manages to look as level as possible into Danny's gaze.
"You're just not you," is what he has to say. "And I don't like it."
Danny blushes a color of pink that Steve isn't sure is deserved, but he isn't about to complain. It's better than being called a 'schmuck' and smacked in the arm, after all. "C'mon, you goof, let's pull this job and I'll go back to being the me you like. Deal?"
"Deal."
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