McDanno Oneshots

13| Stake Out & Sandwich Warfare

Steve was checking his watch in aggressive 5-second increments, trying to figure out if it was set wrong.

It had been over an hour and no one from work had shown up at the small beach he was sitting on.

"Let's all have a picnic next Friday evening at 4:00," Kono told them all last week.

Steve had been looking forward to the picnic for the entirety of the week.

No one even bothered to show their faces.

Not even Danny.

Steve sighed and jumped into the back of his truck, grabbing the basket he brought and hauled it over the side.

He figured that it was just a picnic with himself at that point.

Steve reached the beach and began to gnaw away at the sandwiches, when someone caught his eye.

"Danny?" He called out.

The blonde turned around slowly and sure enough, there was his partner.

"Steve, where is everyone?"

"I was wondering the same thing," Steve said.

If there was only one to show, Danny was the one he'd want to hang out with.

Not saying that he didn't like his friends...

Danny picked his stuff off the sand and moved it next to Steve.

"What kind of sandwiches did you bring?" He asked.

"Peanut butter and jelly," Steve replied.

Danny roared with laughter at Steve.

"What's so funny about a peanut butter and-,"

"-that's so sad,"

"For your information, Peanut butter and jelly is nutritious," Steve crossed his arms.

Danny's laughter didn't let up.

Oh so if his sandwiches are so good, then why don't I have a taste?

Steve shoved Danny over and pilfered his picnic basket, drawing back with a carefully wrapped something.

"Hey! Hey no- you can't do that!" Danny protested.

"Watch me bitch,"

Steve unwrapped it and was met face to face with one of the most beautiful sandwiches he'd ever seen.
Steve took a voracious, merciless bite.

"You Neanderthal!" Danny was aghast.

"Mmm caveman likey," Steve patted his stomach.

"I told you your sandwich was sad," Danny muttered.

*  *  *

"I'm telling you, this is gonna work," Kono hissed to her cousin and friend, Lou.

The three of them were staked out in a patch of growth nearby the beach.

"I don't know... they seem to be fighting," Chin peered through the binoculars.

"That's the way they flirt," Kono rolled her eyes.

"Or maybe they just don't like each other and we're wasting our time," Lou deadpanned.

"THEY. HAVE. FEELINGS. FOR. EACH. OTHER. THEY. JUST. NEED. SOME. EXTRA. PUSH."

Kono wasn't about to abandon this mission. Not after planning months in advance.

It all started when she walked into Steve's office and saw him with his hand on the small of Danny's back.
Friends don't generally touch one another like that.

*  *  *

Meanwhile, the food had been made scarce by the two men and they were now hunkered down, staring at the waves.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Steve mumbled.

"I guess,"

"Aha! You've admitted it!" Steve grinned.

"What?"

"You like the island,"

" 'The island' is just a chunk of rock in the middle of a supersized, overrated puddle, however the people on it aren't too bad," Danny locked eyes with Steve.

Steve swallowed, suddenly feeling rather exposed.

"Do you think you'll stay here even when you retire?" He steered the subject into friendly, calm waters.

"Depends," Danny replied vaguely.

"On what?"

Why was Danny being so cryptic all of a sudden?
Or was he always cryptic and Steve never realized?
Was Steve just imaging it?

"On your reaction..." his partner responded, looking away to hide a rising blush.

Steve held his breath and waited for him to elaborate.

"I wanna open a restaurant," Danny grinned at him expectantly.

Steve stared at him, doing a poor job of masking his disbelief.

He had expected something else.

"That's... that's cool," he managed.

"Cool? That's all you have to add?" Danny snapped.

"What am I supposed to do? A cartwheel?" Steve deadpanned.

Danny clenched his fists and his brows drew into a tight furrow. This was the face of the detective who punches a wrongdoer.

Or the face he makes when he wanted to punch a loser boyfriend of his daughters.

Then the storm broke.

"You shoulda seen the look on your face!" He roared with laughter.

"what?!" Steve stood up and kicked at a pile of sand.

Fuck, the whole beach was a pile of sand. Danny was onto something with that rock concept.

"That wasn't the thing I was banking your reaction on," Danny admitted.

"Then what-," Steve was cut off by his partner pulling him back down to the ground where he placed his hands on the back of his neck.

Steve was frozen in the moments.

*  *  *

"Lou give me the binoculars," Kono ordered.

"I have sandwich in my hands-,"

"Binos! NOW!" She raised her voice.

She pressed the lenses to her face and gasped.

Playing out before her very eyes was her coworkers in the sand, Danny holding Steve as if he were a damsel and not a Navy Seal with years of expert training.

"What's going on?" Chin made a grab for the binos.

"They-they just kissed!" She grinned in astonishment.

"Wait, actually?" Chin screeched.

"Oh boy they still are," Lou stood and peered over the bushes.