McDanno - A True Hawaiian Love Story

Chapter 1: Realizing

Danny's POV:

The arguing grew more intense as Steve sped up the car. " I know she's grown up now, but that doesn't mean she has to detach from me completely! " I yelled at him. He didn't respond, just stared out through the window. " Oh, so you're mad at me now. Terrific. " I sighed. " No, I'm just not responding because I think what your saying is right. " Steve said, emphasising the word right.  

" Woah wait what- whats that about? " I looked at him curiously. Steve looked at him bitterly, " What's wrong now? Why do ya got that look on your face? " I cocked my head, " What the hell are you talking about what face?" He wove a finger in my face, " That stupid look you got on your face right now." I pushed his arm back on the steering wheel , " Hey! Watch the road, man! " 

We were silent for a few minutes. Finally, he spoke up. " Do you trust me? " He said. "  Sorry what? " I asked rhetorically. " I need to know if you trust me." He repeated. " Well, of course I trust you. You're my partner. " I looked at him, wondering what was going through his mind. " I know that, but sometimes it feels like you don't trust me or my judgements. I need to know that you'll trust me. " He slammed the steering wheel with his hands in frustration. 

I looked ahead at the empty roads, thick bushes on either sides. We were totally secluded, which made me worry about Steve's inevitable rampage. He started to unbuckle his seat belt, keeping one hand on the wheel. " What are you doing? " I asked him. " I'm getting out. I need to get out. " He slammed the breaks and jumped out of the car. I followed him out, watching him walk into the middle of the street, hands on his head. " I can't do this anymore! You're just too much for me Danny!! " He screamed. " For a man who doesn't like to show emotion, your sure showing a lot of it now. " I went up to him. His back was turned to me, his shoulders heaving up and down in distress. " Steve, come on, look at me. " I told him. He didn't move a muscle. " Okay don't talk, don't look at me, so just listen. " I sighed. " I don't know why you don't think I trust you. I do, and frankly I've trusted you with my life since the day I met you. Even though you're the craziest son of a bitch that I've ever met, I fuckin' love you man. " 

I rubbed my face with my hands, getting frustrated. " I understand why you think I get mad at some of things you do, the decisions you make. " I walked around him, and looked at his face.  His eyes looking down. " I get mad because, because I don't know what I would do if I lost you. " He flinched, taking in the words. I looked at the ground, then back at him. " You and this job are about the only things I've got going for me right now. Losing you would wreck me to the point where I would have no idea what to do with myself. " 

" Are you ever going to fuckin' talk to me man? " I touched his shoulder. He flipped around and hit me straight in the nose with his elbow. I staggered backwards, " What the hell, Steve! " He punched me in the stomach, which sent me crashing to the ground. " He knelt down over my cripple body and pointed a finger at me, " Don't ever, not even for a second, say that I'm the reason you're such a self-absorbed, indefinitely-angry asshole, because I'm not!" He shouted at me. I slowly sat up, feeling something happening to me, internally.

He stood up and walked away. I shouted after him, " You think you can just walk away from this? You think you can just forget about everything that's happened, everything we've been through?" He stopped, so I continued. " It's not that fucking easy, Steve, to forget about someone you care about. It's also not that easy to suppress how you really feel about them."

I was on my feet now, walking towards him. " It's gonna hurt you if you don't express it. " I whispered to him. " It's gonna tear you up inside. " He sat on the road, so I sat in front of him. I touched his hand lightly. I moved a little closer to him, touching the top of his neck. I cupped his jaw in my hand and pulled him towards me. I gently brushed my lips against his, my eyelashes fluttered against the bridge of his nose. I pulled back, watching his reaction. He looked at his shoes, " Don't ever do that again, ever." He stood up and walked to the car. I slipped into the passenger seat.

The entire ride back to HQ was weirdly calming. I knew he was mad, but more frustrated then mad. I could feel he was scared. I wanted him to know, to realize it was okay to show how you feel. I looked at him briefly, noticing his pursed lips. We rounded the corner approaching the building. Steve parked the car and opened his door as my phone started to ring. It was Rachel. I answered, but all I heard was her screaming about something that happened with Grace at school. I yelled over her, trying to calm her down. I hung up the phone and noticed Steve still sitting next to me. 

" If you need to sort something out with your  family, you can go ahead. " He said quietly. I nodded slightly and looked out the window. I turned my head back around after a few seconds, but he was already gone. I watched as he headed through the glass doors down the hallway, same as always. 

I slid into the driver's seat and started up the Camaro. I drove down Waikiki Beach to my house, completely overwhelmed with emotion. I had absolutely no idea what to do or what he was feeling. Or really what I was feeling to be honest. All I know was that I want him to feel the same way.