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ilovewriting06 · 1 year

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A Well Kept Secret

This is not a request this is an idea I came up with and it wasn’t supposed to be this long but I started writing and just couldn’t stop. Please let me know how it is it would mean a lot. Warnings: smut mxf, oral (m and f receiving), slight choking, praise kink, sir and commander kink, a little bit of dirty talk, teasing, and probably more that I can’t remember lol

I leaned back in my seat all but shaking with excitement and nervousness as the speaker over the intercom announced that we would be landing momentarily and to buckle out seat belts. As the plane landed I looked at the shining diamond laced wedding band sitting on my ring finger all alone.

After I got my bags I waited outside the airport for the taxi that I had called, as I was waiting I closed my eyes and smelled the salty ocean air. God I missed this. Once the taxi pulled up I loaded my bags and then hoped in the back seat buzzing with a mix of emotions. Once I told the driver where to go I leaned back in my seat and enjoyed the view of the island I’ve heard so much about. Although I looked calm and maybe a little anxious on the outside a thousand questions were circling their way around my mind. What if he isn’t happy to see me? What if he forgot about me? Does he still love me?

The questions I had left my mind as the taxi pulled up to the Palace. I handed the driver money and got my bags out of the trunk before taking a deep breath and walking towards the entrance pulling my suitcase with my carry-on strapped to the bars behind me. As I entered the building many people looked in my direction but I ignored them as I walked to the front desk.

The woman sitting there looked at me with a questioning look while eyeing up my bags before asking, “How may I help you?”

I smiled nervously before saying I’m looking for 5-0 headquarters. She smiled and said they’re on the third floor and I’d be happy to give you a visitors badge but those will need to stay down here.” I looked down to my luggage and realized how bad that must look pulling a suitcase into the headquarters of 5-0. I smiled and nodded before saying, “Of course, I’m sorry I came straight from the airport and didn’t have anywhere else to put my luggage.” She relaxed a little before smiling and said, “That’s quite alright, let me take those to the back until you come back for them and I’ll get you a visitors badge. I’ll be back in just a moment.”

As I watched her walk away with my suitcase I spun my ring in circles out of nervousness and excitement while tapping my foot. True to her word she came back within a couple minutes with my badge and said, “Just get in the elevator hit floor three and walk through the glass doors and you’ll be at your destination.” I all but bounced on the balls of my feet as she handed me the badge before spinning around and hurrying to the elevator.

When the doors opened I stepped out of the elevator and was standing in front of two glass doors. I put my hand on the handle before taking a deep breath to try and calm the butterflies rampaging around in my stomach before pulling the door open and stepping inside.

As I walked forward I saw the 5-0 seal on the ground and smiled a proud smile before continuing on to find three people standing around a smart computer none of whom I was looking for. I wrung my hands nervously before clearing my throat earning the groups attention. As they looked at me curiously I looked at them before swallowing and saying, “I’m looking for Lt. Commander Steve McGarrett.” The blonde man went to answer before a voice from behind me interrupted him by saying, “That’s me, how may I help you today ma’am?”

I turned around to look at him and watched as recognition lit up his eyes. I took the chance to get a look at him, he looked the same yet different, he seemed more depressed than the last time I saw him. I swallowed hard trying to fight back the tears as I knew I was partially to blame for that.

He looked at me with disbelief in his eyes before cautiously taking a small step forward as he choked out, “Y/N?”

I smiled as my lips trembled holding back the sobs that were threatening to escape as I said, “Yeah, Stevie it’s me.”

I watched as the tears that were shining in his bright blue eyes started to overflow and before I know it I’m in his arms with my head tucked in his neck with my arms wrapped tightly around his waist and one of his arms encircling my waist and the other holding the back of my head as he buried his face in my hair as both are bodies shook with sobs.

After a few minutes we pull apart and he studies my face as if he’s memorizing it like it’s the last time he’ll see it and I’m quickly reminded of why I didn’t wear makeup today.

After a few seconds of looking me over in my simple jean shorts, flowy white tank top, and flip flops he grabs my face and pulls me in for a long overdue kiss. As are lips melded together our tears mixed together as we started crying out of joy glad to be back in the others arms.

When we pulled apart he said, “God you don’t know how much I’ve missed you.” And then his face paled slightly as he swallowed before asking, “Is it over or do you have to leave again?”

A smile broke through on my face as I nodded my head before saying, “It’s over Steve. I’m back. For good.”

I watched as the smile I missed so much graced his face before he pulled me into another quick hug and a peck on the lips before saying, “Thank God.”

Our celebration was cut short when the blonde I had briefly met earlier asked, “What the hell is going on?”

Steve and I glanced at each other before facing the three people still standing in their spots looking at us like they just saw a dinosaur rise from the dead. Steve cleared his throat before wiping his eyes and saying, “Danny, Chin, and Kono,” as he said each name he gestured to them to let me know who was who, “I’d like you to meet Y/N…..my wife.”

The response was filled with questions and wife flying from everyone’s mouth. As Steve tries to quiet them down they only seemed to get louder so he finally straightened up before yelling, “QUIET!” I looked at him biting my lip as my eyes darkened a little remembering just how hot he was when he was dominant. He made eye contact with me and when he saw me biting my lip I watched as he closed his eyes and tilted his head back a little trying to control himself. To everyone else he looked annoyed but I knew that he was really trying to keep himself from taking me right here.

After he calmed down he said, “Now we’re all going to calm down and then you can ask questions which Y/N and I will be glad to answer. Everyone nodded their head as they gathered closer together in front of us.

Steve looked and said, “Danny.”

Danny looked between us and said, “When did you get married?”

Steve and I looked at each other before smiling and he answered, “We got married three and a half years ago on November 8th.”

Everyone looked shocked before Kono spoke up and said, “If you’re married where’s the ring boss.”

I looked at Steve before smiling and saying, “Ah that reminds me.” I pull the necklace out from under my shirt to reveal a sparkling black band. I took the necklace off and slid the ring into my hand before grabbing his left hand and placing the ring where it belonged. He looked at me and smiled before unzipping one of the many pockets on his cargo pants and pulling out the shining diamond engagement ring he used to propose to me four years ago. He gently grabbed my hand and slid it back onto my finger and a small clink was heard when it hit my wedding band. I looked at my hand in the light and smiled as I was reminded of the night he proposed.

Steve smiled and held up our hands before saying, “Right here.”

Everyone looked at each other before Danny spoke up again saying, “Okay I think I can speak for all of us when I say, I have absolutely no fucking clue as to what is going on.” Everyone nodded their head in agreement to signify they agreed with Danny.

I looked at Steve before saying, “I’m starving, how about we tell them everything over lunch?” Steve nodded in agreement knowing that if I got to hungry I got extremely moody.

As we walked out of the building with Danny, Chin, and Kono following us like puppy dogs everyone watched curious as to who I was and why I was with the infamous Commander. I was walking with my hand grasped in Steve’s until I stopped abruptly face palming making Steve look at with a questioning look. “My suitcase is still in there.,” I said as I gestures towards the building. Steve chuckled before leading us back to the front desk. As we waited there for the receptionist a friendly looking man passed by saying hello to Steve before looking at me curiously since I was tucked securely into Steve’s side with my arms wrapped around his waist. I pulled away from Steve before offering my hand as I said, “Sorry, I’m Y/N McGarrett, it’s lovely to meet you.” He looked at me to Steve to back at me. Steve chuckled before saying, “Duke this is my wife.” The man’s eyes widened as he verified that he did in fact hear Steve correctly.

After another thirty minutes I was all but begging Steve to leave as my stomach was greatly protesting at how empty it was. Steve payed no mind to me as he talked to Duke. I furrowed my eyebrows as I stepped closer to Steve to whisper in his ear, “Steve I’m hungry and tired, but more importantly I’m fucking horny and watching you gesture wildly with your hands when I know just what they can do to me is not helping. I haven’t had sex in two and a half years and I swear if you don’t hurry up I will find somebody else.” I pulled away and smiled politely at Duke and walked over towards the group of 5-0 members that too wanted Steve to hurry up so they could figure out the story between us. I watched as Steve kept side-eying me while he desperately tries to get out of the conversation as he was now worked up wanting to go home but knowing he had one more thing to take care of before he could take care of his wife. Steve finally got out of the conversation and all but pulled me out the door with my suitcase as he yelled over his shoulder at his team to meet us at Kamekonas.

When Steve had opened the door for me and then got in the truck himself he quickly started the drive. Before he even got out of the parking lot he already had his hand on my thigh and slowing inching his way up to my crotch. I grabbed his hand to pretend I had no idea what he was doing and that I innocently wanted to hold his hand. When he glanced at me and saw the innocent look in my eyes he let out low groan before shifting in his seat trying to find a position that relieved the tension in the front of his pants. He looked at me again before groaning out and saying, “God I hate when you do that.”

I looked at him innocently and asked, “Do what?”

He again groaned before saying, “You know what. You’ve always had that damn ability to look so innocent when I know you’re not and it drives me crazy because all I can think about is,” he cut himself off with yet another low groan before I continued for him, “Can only think of what? Me, kneeling in front of you sucking you off while I look up at you with your hand tangled in my hair and my nails digging into your thigh as I moan around you and maybe if I’m allowed I’m touching myself to get some form of friction?” When I finish my sentence I bat my eyelashes innocently just like I do when I suck him off. He moans loudly while his hand squeezes my thigh as he’s trying not to lose control as he stuttering out a broken yes. I hummed before leaning over and whispering in his ear, “Don’t worry baby as soon as we get home I’ll suck you off, I promise.” As I sit back in my seat I gently brush my hand across his hard on putting just enough pressure to give him friction but not enough to help his situation. He throws his head back before saying, “Do we have to go? Can’t we just go home?” I shot him a look that told him absolutely not he huffed before putting both hands on the steering wheel to try and ground himself.

When we pull up to the food truck I see that it’s a shrimp truck and all but run out of the truck and stand in front of the truck waiting on Steve while I’m bouncing excitedly. When he gets out of the truck I see him fixing his pants to try and hide his hard on. When he gets to me he chuckles before saying, “I thought you would like it.” I nod enthusiastically before I hear Danny say, “I assume she likes shrimp.” Steve laughs and says, “I’d say so, for like a month that’s all she would eat because she had never had it before, that’s what I’ve heard anyways she did that when she was like six.” Danny chuckled before heading over to the truck to order. I follow Steve over and he asked me what I wanted, I looked at all the options and I couldn’t choose, “Surprise me.” I kissed him on the cheek before slipping into a picnic table close by.

Within a few minutes everyone was sitting at the picnic table with me and Steve on one side and the other three on the opposite side. I quickly realized there was an extra presence and looked to the side to see a big guy wearing a red apron with his face on a shrimp. I looked at Steve quizzically before he said, “These three spilled the beans so now he’s here for the story too.” You nodded before Steve slid me a basket of garlic buttered shrimp and I squealed in delight before diving right in. Steve just shook his head while chuckling while everyone else just watched in amazement at the fact that someone so little could fit so much into their body.

After about ten minutes I had ate all my shrimp and I was against Steve’s side with my head resting on his shoulder and his left hand on my knee when I got an idea. I laid my hand on his knee acting as if I just want to touch him when in reality I was up to something much less innocent. My plan was momentarily cut off when Danny said, “Okay, I need to know the story behind you two before I explode with curiosity.”

Steve nodded before starting the story, “About five years ago a new SEAL was introduced to my team. That SEAL was Y/N. She was fresh out of training so I still had a lot to teach her. We both had feeling for one another but we were both too stubborn to admit it, neither one of was wanting to make the first move. About three months after she joined the team a mission went south and everyone was shaken up. Y/N the most as her segment was hit the hardest. Most of the men died except two one of them being Y/N. I know she was blaming herself since she was the newest one on the team. So I made sure she was alright and constantly checked in on her. One night I was asleep when I woke up to heavy breathing and what sounded like crying coming from across the room. It was obvious that it was Y/N since it was only me and her in the room. When I called out and didn’t get a response I was about to get up when I heard her coming to me. When she got to me I could see the tear streaks down her face and the guilt in her eyes. I don’t remember how exactly it happened but one thing lead to another and we woke up in the same bed.” Steve cleared his throat as I slid my hand up his thigh until I was over his bulge and that’s when I started applying pressure making his head snap towards me warning me to stop. I just smiled and continued and watched as his eyes seemed to glaze over with a mix of pleasure and anger and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to move for the next few days. He had stopped talking because he couldn’t get through a sentence without losing his train of thought so I felt a little guilty and continued the story for him. “After that everything took off we started dating and within a year we were engaged. After about six months we got married on a navy ship in the middle of the Pacific. We were happily married until about a month before Steve got here. I was called in one day and told that my contract was going to be extended because they were sending me on an undercover mission. I can’t say much as it’s classified,” I got a scoff out of Danny before he muttered, “As always.” I looked at him and he let out a nervous laugh before saying, “Sorry continue.” I started talking again, “The mission required me to go undercover in an organization that I was instructed to take down from the inside out. In order for that to happen I had to be undercover for a very long time,” by this point Steve was biting his lip to keep himself from moaning and I let a small smirk slip out before continuing, “Before we knew what was happening Steve and I were standing in a Navy aerial base saying our goodbyes, similar to our reunion today except our tears then were not of joy and the ring exchange was a little different. Steve knew that it was killing me that I couldn’t take him with me or talk to him, I wasn’t even allowed a picture. So before I boarded the plan Steve took off his ring and gave it to me before saying, ‘Here take this with you, that way you’ll have a tiny piece of me with you for as long as you’re gone.’” I glanced at Steve to see he was getting a little emotional but I couldn’t tell if it was from the story or from the fact that I was relentlessly teasing him with no hope of release anytime soon, “So in turn I took my engagement ring off and gave it to him so he could have a piece of me with him as well. I wore his ring as a necklace and he wore mine in his pants apparently.” Everyone laughed at that except for Steve who was struggling to keep himself from squirming in his seat.

I looked up as Kono asked, “So how long was you undercover op?”

I sighed before answering, “It lasted for two and half long years, I just wrapped it up three weeks ago.” I stopped speaking because I felt Steve grab my hand rubbing his bulge in a death grip before pulling it away from him. I looked at him and saw that he couldn’t take anymore without giving away what had been happening and I could also see that he was in so much discomfort it was starting to hurt, now I felt bad. I decided to finish up the conversation so I could help Steve as soon as possible. “I was going to call Steve while I was finishing up everything in Washington but I knew that we shouldn’t be reunited over a phone call after not having communication for,” I added in a yawn for extra effect before continuing, “two and a half years.” I yawned again before saying, “I’m sorry guys but the jet lag is getting to me. I think it’s time Steve and I get home, wherever that is.”

After we said our goodbyes Steve fixed himself before standing up to grab my hand and lead me to the truck.

Once we were pulling out onto the road I looked at Steve to see he was pissed. I swallowed my anxiety and apologized, “I’m sorry Stevie I didn’t mean for it to go that far. If I knew-,” he cut me off by glaring at me and yelling, “Shut up!” I closed my eyes and choked down a moan as it was clear that even after two and a half years I was still a hopeless sub that loves to be yelled at and dominated. I rub my thighs together for some friction when I feel Steve grab my knee and pull my leg away from the other so I couldn’t continue the friction.

I let out a whimper before pathetically begging, “Please baby. Just let me have a little friction. Please.” I heard a low humorless chuckle pass his lips before he tightened his hold and shot me a look before saying, “Not a chance in hell babe. You’ll be lucky if you even get to come tonight. You know that would be fun, edge you all night and make you wait till morning to cum.” I let out a whine at the thought of not cumming because I knew if I pushed it to hard Steve would hold to his word and I’d be lucky to make it through the night without ending up in tears begging him for a release knowing that he wouldn’t give me one until the sun was rising, it wouldn’t be the first time and more than likely wouldn’t be the last.

With the fear of no release I returned to my rightful role as the sub and leaned back in my seat trying my hardest not to move or make a sound knowing that if I did either I would add fuel to the fire and make tonight the definition of heaven and hell.

When we pulled into the driveway of a beachfront white house I didn’t even take in the scenery the only thing I was interested in locating was the bedroom, but I had a feeling we wouldn’t make it there for awhile.

As soon as Steve got out of the truck he came around to open my door and I muttered out a thank you while he got my suitcase from the backseat. When we got to the door Steve fished the keys out of his pocket before unlocking the door and all but throwing it open. As expected once I was inside the door it was slammed shut right behind me and promptly locked before he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the living room, my suitcase long forgotten. I watched as he unbuckled his belt and pants and let them fall to the floor along with his underwear. I moaned at the sight of him forgetting just how big he was and with his ‘friend’ standing at attention dribbling precum on his stomach and the floor it looked all the more intimidating. He sat on the couch before beckoning me forward. I took timid steps until I was in front of him. Instead of throwing orders at me he slipped out of his dom role and grabbed my hips before asking, “Are you okay with this Y/N/N? If you aren’t we can stop.” I melted on the inside still amazed at how caring he is but frantically shook my head before saying, “No, don’t stop, god please don’t stop.” Steve smirked and like the flip of a switch he slipped back into his role as dom while I eagerly waited for the next step.

Steve used one of his hands to grab the hem of my tank top and ordered me to take it off. Without another thought I stripped out of my tank top leaving me in a black push up bra, shorts, and a drenched thong. Steve was staring at me with so many emotions in his eyes it was hard to pinpoint all of them but I could make out the longing, lust, love, but my personal favorite, happiness. As he was taking in my newly exposed skin I took the time to throw off my flop flops. In doing so I must have moved to much or done something that wasn’t okay with Steve as I felt his hold on my hips tighten. I looked down with wary eyes to be met with clear blue eyes that were not very thrilled. I gulped before tilting my head in question knowing that saying something without permission would not be good for me. He used his hold on my hips to push me down onto my knees. Once I was on my knees I came face to face with his length. I heard him clear his throat and my eyes darted up to meet his, “Did I tell you to take those off,” he said as he gestured to the flip flops on the floor a few feet away. I shook my head no as I looked down. I felt him grab my jaw in between his thumb and index finger and lift my head so my eyes met his before saying, “Use your words pretty girl.” I blushed under his touch at his words before saying, “No sir.” My answer caused him to close his eyes before moaning. I blushed remembering how much he loves being addressed as sir during times like this, however he didn’t like being called sir while we actually had sex. He claims that me moaning his name meant that I not only really wanted it but that I also really wanted him and as a plus it turned him on even more. I didn’t argue with him when he told me this years ago I just smiled loving that I could moan his name and make him more aroused at the same time.

I was broke from my thoughts when he said, “Good girl,” I blushed hard as he praised me before he continued, “but,” after he said but my eyes widened and my face fell at the thought of not being his good girl. He must have noticed how distraught I was at not being good for him because he cupped my face with both hand pushing my hair back before saying, “That’s not what I meant baby, you are and always will be my good girl,” at his words I smiled so wide my cheeks hurt which in turn caused him to smile before he continued, “I was mentioning that I was promised a blow job when we got home.” I nodded my head while he removed his hands and I lowered my head to his length. As my hot breath hit his cock it twitched in need and leaked more precum.

Before doing anything I looked up at Steve to get permission to which he nodded giving me the green light to continue. In an instant my tongue was running up the underside of his cock before kitten licking his tip which caused him to hiss in pleasure while tangling his hand into my hair before pulling my head back hard so that I looked him in his eyes. When we made eye contact he took a deep breath as he stared into my innocent looking eyes before growling out, “Stop teasing.” “ Yes, sir.” Happy with my response he shoves my head down onto his length causing me to choke on him at the sudden intrusion. After calming my gag reflex I started bobbing my head adding suction for additional pleasure. I was in turn rewarded with a loud moan followed by, “That’s my girl. Always willing to get on your knees for me, aren’t you?” His voice deep with arousal paired with his words caused me to moan around him sending vibrations through him.

Before I know it his hand tightens in my hair as he pushes me further down on him causing him to choke out a groan. I added more suction and bobbed my head faster and deeper knowing he was close. I looked up at him through my lashes knowing it drove him crazy. His eyes met mine and he threw his head back with a throaty moan and within seconds his salty cum filled my mouth. I looked up at him with my mouth full and swallowed once we made eye contact. He groaned and grabbed my face pulling me up to meet his awaiting lips. As the kiss grew more heated he pulled me onto his lap causing me to straddle him. The feeling of his length growing against my thigh caused me to to moan into his mouth. I felt his legs moving under me and wondered what he was doing. My question was soon answered when I heard his belt hit the floor a couple feet away. I slid my hands down his chest to the hem of his dark blue T-shirt before looking in his eyes asking a silent question.

At the okay to remove his shirt I slid back onto the floor earning me a questioning look from the man above me. I payed no mind to him and started lifting his shirt and with every new patch of skin revealed I placed a kiss on his torso until I got to his chest and pulled back to lift his shirt over his head. With Steve’s help the shirt was quickly discarded on the floor next to our other clothes. I leaned back on my knees and cursed, “Fuck,” how the hell is he more fit now than he was back in the navy. He smirked before pulling me back onto his lap.

Once I was straddling his hips he quickly unclamped my bra and threw it before he flipped us so that I was laying under him on the couch. As he hovered over me he looked me over before saying, “How is it that you look even more beautiful than the last time I saw you?” I felt a blush crawl up my chest to my face at the words of his praise. As he continued talking he ran his left hand down my face which I nuzzled into out of both a need and a want. I closed my eyes as he ran his thumb over my cheek before I felt his weight disappear. My eyes snapped open in alarm as I propped myself up on my elbows. I was met with the sight of Steve kneeling on the couch at my feet. “What’s wrong?” His eyes snapped to mine and I swallowed hard scared that he was going to yell at me for talking without permission, instead I was met with a goofy grin, “Just thinking about the best way to take these off.” As he spoke he ran his finger down the crotch of my shorts with just enough pressure to stimulate my clit. I moaned out and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I looked back down as I felt him lower himself onto my legs. His eyes stared into mine as he unbuttoned my jean shorts with his mouth before taking the fly in his mouth to unzip them. I moaned trying and failing to not break eye contact.

When I made eye contact again he was sitting up to kneel at my feet once again. Once situated he grabbed the top of my shorts and slowly pulled them down while running his hands down my legs. I lifted my hips to help him and when he successfully got them off he threw them onto the floor and then turned his attention to my thong. When he went to pull them down he peeled them from my soaked core. He looked at me before saying, “Jesus princess, did you cum in your shorts?” Ashamed that he knew my secret I looked away from his sparkling eyes. He reached up and turned my head to face him. When we made eye contact he smirked and said, “I’m not mad baby, in fact I feel fucking accomplished to make you cum without any stimulation. I didn’t give you any and I know you didn’t touch yourself because I saw your hands the whole time.”

I blushed and looked away again still feeling embarrassed. “Trust me baby there’s nothing to be embarrassed about, it’s honestly hot.” I looked at him to see if he was lying but I saw the sincerity in his eyes along with the fact he was staring at my core with little to no blue left in his eyes.

Once he met my eyes he knelt back before spreading my legs. At the sight of my glistening core and wet thighs he moaned, “Holy fucking shit.” I blushed again while he picked up my right leg. He kissed my ankle and slowly worked his way up to my core but instead of touching me he ignored it and kisses down my other leg causing me to squirm in need. When he kissed his way back up he slammed my hips down with his hands hard enough that I knew there would be bruises in the morning which caused me to release a moan knowing that there would be many more before morning. Once he pinned my hips down he started kissing the inside of my left leg right above the knee but instead of sweet innocent kisses like before he was sucking and biting marks into my skin. When he was satisfied with his work he moved to my other leg and continued his pleasurable torture. The more marks he left the louder my moans got and the heavier my breathing got. By the time he was satisfied with his work I was a panting moaning mess. Instead of stopping like I thought he would he continues his way up to my hip before sucking a mark there right above his thumb that was holding my down and then switching over to my other hip to leave a matching mark. When satisfied with those marks he kissed right below my belly button before sucking and licking his way up my abdomen. By the time he reaches my boobs my abdomen was scattered with multiple marks . When he got to the underside of my boobs he left a sweet kiss under each one before turning his attention to my right boob. He swirled his tongue around my nipple before biting it and pulling it back causing me to arch my bag and let out a pleasures scream. When he released it he kissed it before doing the same thing to my other boob. When he was satisfied with his ministrations he sucked his way across my chest leaving a few more marks until he landed on my collarbone. Once there he bit and sucked his way to the base of my neck where he sucked the biggest mark yet onto my neck. As he made his way up he left more marks until he reached my ear. He took my earlobe into his teeth before slowly pulling away and then pulled back a little to hover over my face.

By the time he was done me throat was raw from the moans and screams that he pulled from me no doubt them being the reason he took his time. I looked into his face with tear filled eyes, panting. He cooed when he saw the tears that were slipping down my face, “What’s the matter sweet girl?” I choked out a sob before begging, “Please!” He smirked before asking, “Please what, baby? Use your words, tell me what you want.” I shook in need while saying, “Touch me, please, Steve, please touch me!”

“Baby, I have been.”

I cried out in frustration before shaking my head, “No.” I knew he wanted me to say it but I couldn’t get the words out.

His gaze hardened at my defiance, “What do you mean no? Do you want a release or do you want me to go take a shower, alone?” I nodded my head and then shook my head at each question. He looked at me intensely before saying, “Then tell me where you want me.”

I let another sob rack my body as I stuttered out, “M-my pussy.” He looked at me with a raised eyebrow unsatisfied with my answer I cried out again, “Yours, you’re pussy.”

He smirked as his hand traveled down to cup my core before he asked, “What do you want? My fingers? My mouth? Or both?”

I whimper because I know he knows what I want. I take a shaky breath before saying, “Both.” He grins like a Cheshire Cat before sliding down my body until his mouth is positioned in front of my dripping core. With his hot breath on my throbbing core I throw my head back as my legs shake. He uses his hands to hold my legs open before he uses his nose to rub my clit. I know he wants one more thing before he gives me what i want so I give it to him, “Please baby, please touch me, let me cum I swear I’ll be a good girl. Please.” I cried out the last part and without another second Steve’s mouth is on my licking up all arousal and my eyes roll to the back of my head and I grab onto his hair as I let out the loudest moan I’ve ever heard. At the sound of my moan Steve groaned into my core causing my legs to shake. Steve shoves his tongue into my tight hole circling it and moving it from side to side inside me before latching on to my clit earning a scream out of my raw throat. It didn’t take long before the knot in my stomach was tight and I was close. Steve must have felt it because he shoves his middle and index finger into me hitting my g-spot on the first try. I open my mouth in a silent scream as my legs shake. He pulls back just enough to say, “Cum for me princess.” I pull his hair as I release so hard on his fingers I can tell that I just squirted all over his hand and mouth. He lets out a groan as he licks my clit to help me ride out my high.

My sweaty skin is sticking to the leather as I reach for Steve. He slips out of his role as dom and crawls up my body with his hair spiked up in a thousand different ways and his chin shining with my cum. He smiles before licking his lips and kissing me. I grab his shoulders and pull him down closer to me until our chests are squished together. I take one of my hand and run it through his hair as I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him down until his cock is rubbing against my folds. He pulls away smiling before saying, “Damn woman, already?” I smile before pecking his lips and saying, “Mhmm, I better get at least two more orgasms before we’re done, and if you can go as long as you used to you’ll have time to give me three.” He smirked as he took that as a challenge before saying, “I’ll make sure to make it four before the nights over.” I smile and chuckle before saying, “You better get to work you have three to go.”

Steve props himself up on his hands as I use my hand to guide his length to my entrance. Before he continues he asks, “How long has it been since something this big has been in you?” Sure I’ve used toys but none that were close to the size of him and from the look on face he can tell. He brushes a strand of hair out of my face before saying, “It’s going to hurt, so if it get too much let me know.” I smile at the fact that after what just happened he’s still concerned about me. I take his hand and kiss his wrist before saying, “I know baby, I’ll be okay.” He still looked concerned but he nods his head before dipping down to kiss me. As he kisses me I feel the head of his cock stretching me more than I’ve been accustomed to for two and a half years. I slam my eyes shut and dig my nails into his shoulders at the sting of the stretch. I whimper and little as he continues and he starts praising me to take my mind off the pain, “Look at you baby, taking me so good like the good girl that you are.” I moan as he stills in me when all of him is in and the pain starts to subside. I open my eyes to see Steve holding himself back. I know this has to be hard on him he hasn’t had anything besides his hand for almost three years.

I pull his head down to me and kiss his lips and then leave little kisses up his jawline until I get to his ear. I take his earlobe into my mouth similar to what he did earlier before whispering, “It’s okay baby, I’m okay, you can let go.” He takes a shaky breath as I continue down his neck until I hit his sweet spot right below his jaw. He lets out a moan before choking out, “I don’t want to hurt you.” God I love this man, “It’s okay Steve I trust you.” He nodded before he started moving slowly I dug my nails into his back and bit his shoulder to keep from making pained noises knowing it would make Steve stop. He noticed anyways and stopped and I shook my head before muttering against his neck, “Keep going, the pains almost gone.” Which wasn’t a lie I was starting to get a taste of the pleasure I know him and him alone can give me. He nodded and continued and within a minute my pained grunts turned into pleasure filled moans. At the change of my noises he started moving a little faster. I grabbed his hair towards the base of his neck before moaning, “Faster, go faster.” He quickly obeyed and picked up the pace causing me to run my nails down Steve’s back and from the hiss that left his mouth I definitely left red marks and possibly a little blood. I would have apologized but I know he likes it.

As Steve rails me into the couch his dirty talk and praises don’t die down at all. “Look at you baby. Your hair sprawled all over the place and your face glowing. You’re absolutely beautiful.” “That’s my good girl taking me so good.” “I bet you’ve thought about this for a long time haven’t you. Planning how you were going to get me all riled up and fuck you till you can’t walk.” “You’re so fucking tight.”

I moaned out while throwing me head back leaving my throat vulnerable, Steve saw the opportunity and took it. I choked out another moan as Steve applied just the right amount of pressure to my throat for my climax to hit full force. Steve groaned as I tightened around him causing him to bury his face in my neck. Steve rode out my high and kept going. Within minutes I was close again and I could tell he was too. His thrusts got sloppier and his breathing changed to panting. I wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him while I pulled his hips down into me harder causing him to let go and filling me with his cum as I fall over the edge again. Steve rides out both our highs before collapsing on me but holding himself up enough to not squish me.

After a couple minutes of soaking in the bliss of our climaxes and the feeling of being in each others arms. Steve propped himself up to look into my eyes as his blue eyes looked into my Y/E/C eyes he smiled a love filled smile before kissing me like we kissed on our wedding day, short and filled with love. When he pulls away he says, “I love you, so much that it hurts.” I smile and wrap my arms around his neck and answer, “I love you too, and it hurts me too but it’s the best kind of pain I’ve ever felt.” He chuckled and kissed my nose before sitting up and sitting at my feet. I quickly get up and crawl on his lap and lay my head on his chest and listen to his racing heart. He wraps his arms around my waist and I realize something and sit up and look in his eyes with a mischievous look he raises his eyebrow in question, “You still owe me an orgasm.” He smirks before saying, “Oh baby, I’m not even close to finished with you yet, I have two and a half years to make up for.” My eyes widen as he stands up holding me and I cling onto him like a koala bear. He chuckles as he walks up the stairs and to his bedroom. He lays me on the bed before kissing me gently and I know we aren’t about to have sex, we’re about to make love.

(The next morning)

I woke up with my head on a chest and my legs tangled with someone else’s legs. I smile as I remember I’m home where I belong in the arms of my husband. I look up to see he’s still asleep. I kiss his chest before making my way to his neck where I start sucking until I hear him moan. I look up to see his sleep filled eyes staring at me. “Morning Y/N/N.” I rub my thighs together from the sound of his morning voice and feel the sting in between my legs from last night events. I move to lay on the pillow beside him so I can look at him and yawn out a, “Morning.” He smiles and pulls closer with his hand holding me close I wrap my arm around his torso. “So, what are your plans now that you’re done with the Navy?” I think about it before shrugging my shoulders, “I don’t know. I never really thought about that I just thought about coming home to you.”

He looked at me with a look in his eyes that tells me he has a plan and has had it for a little while now, “Well what are your thoughts on joining 5-0?”

I smile wide and excitedly ask, “Really?! You wouldn’t mind?”

“Baby why on earth would I mind? I get to keep you close to me all day everyday and maybe sneak a few rendezvous in here and there.”

I playfully slap his chest before saying, “Steven!”

“Whatttt? I know you secretly love the possibility of getting caught.”

I blush and ask, “When do I start Commander?”

The way he pulls me tighter against him tells me Commander will be entering bedroom talk. I swallow a chuckle when he says, “As soon as you want.”

I smile, “I want to start as soon as I go pee.”

He chuckles and nods. When I go to get up out of bed it’s clear to me that I can stand, barely, but I can’t walk.”

Steve sees my face and sits up and asks panicked, “What’s wrong?!”

I look at him and blush before muttering I can’t walk under my breath, “What? I couldn’t hear you.” I look at him and see that he honestly didn’t hear me. I sighed before saying, “I can’t walk.” He looks at me and a smirk crosses his face as he gets out of bed and picks me up bridle style scrunching his my shirt up to reveal I’m not wearing anything underneath. He smirks yet again and walks to the bathroom, “Maybe you should wait to start 5-0 till tomorrow.” I nod my head while smirking when it registers that he will be working at home won’t be working today.

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howtokillavampire · 6 months

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trick or treat!!! mcdanno please!!! 🎃👻🎃

i hope you enjoy!!

here's the ao3 link, or you can read it here!

Just Another Late Night - 500 words - McDanno

It had been a long night for Detective Williams. He had been following a lead on a new up-and-coming drug dealer who’s been preying on high schoolers. He would set up on the corners where lots of kids walked home and poach the older-looking ones.

It was disgusting.

So, naturally, Danny had assured the rest of the 5-O to go home and get some rest while he refused to take his own advice.

After a few too many cups of coffee and a little bit of reckless driving due to sleep deprivation, Danny made it home. As he approached the house, he saw a dim light coming from Grace’s window. He parked the car and made his way to the front door. As he pushed open the door he was hit with a wall of peaceful silence.

Sometimes, Steve, like an absolute maniac, would stay up for Danny on his late nights. Or set an alarm for 4 a.m. so he’d be awake just as Danny got home.

But not tonight. The lights were all off and only the gentle hum of the A/C could be heard inside the house.

Danny slipped his shoes off and crept up the stairs. He tip-toed into the master bedroom and was surprised to find the bed empty. It wasn’t the most unusual thing, occasionally Steve needed some air and would go for a late-night jog. Their neighborhood was safe enough, and Steve could take care of himself.

He slipped out of his work clothes and into an old worn t-shirt and fresh boxers, deciding that he would shower in the morning. He crept back into the hallway and made his way quietly to Grace’s room. He gently nudged her door open and peered inside.

The lamp on her bedside was still on. Danny quietly made his way across the room, and as he reached for the lamp he stopped short. The sight of the bed made him hesitate.

Grace was curled on her side, arms tucked in, perfectly secure under the blanker. And to her left was Steve, lying on his back with a book in his lap and his right arm wrapped around Grace. The sight caused a warm feeling to blossom in Danny’s chest and spread deeply throughout his body. The two people he cared about most in the world, nestled right here.

After giving himself a moment to will away the tears. Danny reached forward and gently removed the book from Steve’s hands. He leaned over the bed and gave both of them a kiss on their foreheads before turning off the lamp.

As he left the room, he stopped short in the doorway, casting one last glance at the two now curled together on the bed. It was a sight he’d never get tired of.

He closed the door softly and made his way back to his bedroom. He climbed into bed, lavishing in the excess of mattress space he was now entitled to, and spread out like a starfish. He pulled the covers up to his chin, wiggling below to get comfortable. As he drifted to sleep, the image of Steve and Grace looking so utterly safe and content played inside his head.

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cowandcalf · 6 months

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#h50 #steve mcgarrett #season 3 #alex o'loughlin #Five 0 Friday Fluff #myedit #h50edit

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merlin-wolfgang-trades-hale · 1 year

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Steve looked at his watch and frowned as he saw the time. Looking over at Danny’s office he saw that his husband was still there. Frowning a bit more he walked over, knocked, and tapped on his watch when he stepped inside, “You’re cutting it close, aren’t you?”

“I switched days with Rachel, so I got nowhere to be urgently. I am going to stop by the store on the way home, but I’m going to wait for traffic to not be hell.”

Even though his face spelled his confusion out well, he still asked, “What?”

“I know you have a set menu for tonight but I’ve been craving bruschetta. We’re only missing basil and parm I think.”

“Not that. You switched days with Rachel?”

“I did, yeah.”

“Why?”

“You can’t get out of your meetings. I know it bothers you if I go on my own because Kevin will be there. So today, Rachel will go to the PTA meeting and text me anything important. After a quick trip to the store, I’ll head home and start on dinner for us.”

“...you really did this? For me? Because I was jealous?”

Danny nodded, finally standing from his chair to stand directly in front of Steve and placed his hands on his husband’s chest, “Look. If this had happened when I first got to the island. And we’d been younger and more hot headed, and the move and divorce were still so fresh and I carried a lot more anger...I would have fought back. Gotten defensive. Would have made a whole stink about you not owning me or being able to tell me who I could or couldn’t be around. But we didn’t meet just yesterday, babe. We’ve been through so fucking much. I love you. And I respect you. As my husband. As our child’s co-parent. So if it bother you how ‘friendly’ someone is...then I’ll do what’s only logical. And switch days with Rachel until you’re free to go to those PTA meetings with me.”

Strong emotions swirled inside of him, it took him a moment to find his words. Finally, he managed to say,” Thank you.”

“I love you, remember that.”

Love and respected, and it still amazed him. He rests his forehead against Danny’s for a moment in gratitude, before tilting slightly so he could kiss him comfortably.

So, I have a personal love for jealous and possessive Steve. Him unleashing his inner animal on Danny is hot and I eat it up! But I can’t not reason out where the jealousy and possessiveness comes from. Which is insecurity that was never properly taken seriously, mixed with fears of abandonment, being left behind, not being important enough.

So this scenario and dialogue between them popped into my mind. Not enough for a full story, so it’s just a ficlet moment I wanted to put out there.

A new single dad pops up around the parent groups. Being a single dad, he joins Danny and Luke as they welcome him to the island and into their impromptu dad’s club that sorta formed, but the guy began to crush on Danny. First subtly but then not so subtly and Steve didn’t like it. But this is later on, so they’re more than well established, married, living together, things are stable. But he still feels as jealous as he would when he was 32. He doesn’t want to be a cliche, thankfully he and Danny are breaking a lot of bad cycles so he communicates.

And Danny listens.

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Merry December 2022 - Day 16

Day 16 of Merry December

Prompt: Star

Fandom: Hawaii 5-0

Pairing: Steve McGarrett x OFC (Arya)

Words: 710

T.W.: N/A

Summary: My shining star.

The day had come. The day to finally decorate the tree. Steve couldn’t wait to start, his excitement making Arya giggle and smile big. She knew how important this was to him, but she never thought he would be this excited. It was sweet to see Super Seal, as Danny calls him, act like an oversized and on a sugar high child.

Steve had already brought the boxes with the decorations to the living room couch and Arya was looking for the lights. Giving them to him, he quickly wrapped them around the tree and left the plug near the socket. Now, the fun part.

Arya gave him some tinsel and took some for herself. She saw him place it very strategically around the tree, while she just went with what looked good to her. The more tinsel she gave Steve, the higher his concentration in making sure it looked perfect. Once the tinsel was over, they both took a step back and, embracing each other, watched their work so far.

Arya then decided that he could have all the fun of putting up the ornaments. It was more fun for her to just watch him. Giving him the first two ornaments, she saw him place them perfectly spaced out from each other. Looking back at her with a grin, he pulled her close and kissed her. She kissed him back and placed another two ornaments in his hands. His smile was as big as the sun.

Arya could feel herself falling even more in love with Steve by the second. He looked so happy just by decorating a tree, that it was impossible not to feel just as happy. She saw Steve finish up the last of the ornaments and knew that it was time for the main attraction.

Arya had found the perfect tree topper for them, in a little store filled with rustic things, and when she saw it, she knew it was perfect for them. Giving him a kiss, she excused herself and went to her bag to retrieve it. It was in a metal box and Arya was now feeling nervous. “What if he doesn’t like it?”, she thought, her anxiety through the roof.

Placing the box in Steve’s hands, Arya gave him a smile, a kiss and a nod for him to open it. Steve opened the lid of the box and looked inside and his eyes went wide. Inside was a metal made, American flag painted, star topper for their tree. Steve looked at Arya and she explained why she thought it was perfect for them. Not only represented him as a military man but also his patriotism and all the people that he had lost in the name of our country and for her, it reminded her of him but of her grandfather as well, a veteran of the Marine Corps.

Steve put the box down on the coffee table and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her passionately. She was right, that was the perfect topper for them. Breaking the kiss, he picked the box back up, taking the star off of it and giving it to Arya. She gave him a confused look. That’s when he told her that he wanted her to place the topper. She tried refusing, but he insisted. Arya had no choice but to place the topper.

Grabbing her by her waist, Steve easily lifted her until she had the top of the tree at her reach. He saw her placing it very delicately and then brought her back down. There was only one thing left to do. Steve crouched behind the tree and plugged in the lights, making the tree come to life. Both took a step back and admired their work. It looked beautiful and the star at the top just made it look even better.

Steve put an arm around her shoulders and turned her to him, thanking her for everything she had been doing for him. Arya kissed his lips sweetly and whispered “Everything for my man.”, winking at him. He chuckled, but he knew that she meant it. The same way he would do everything for her. She was his girl and he was sure that she would always be.

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slutforsilverfoxes · 9 months

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Sleight of Hand

[A/N: I DID IT! I finished my Steve x reader undercover op fic, and I kind of love it??? I hope those of you who were looking forward to it enjoy it too 😈🖤 Thank you to everyone who encouraged me to write this as a full blown fic! Over 5.7k words hehe whoops]

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When your former mentor had contacted you about an opening at her coral reef research lab, moving from Camden to Oahu had been a no brainer. You’d packed up your life in New Jersey and been on a plane to the Aloha State within a week. Your favorite cousin, who’s truthfully more like the big brother you always wanted, had been elated to hear the news, welcoming you at the airport with open arms and two simple rules.

“Always answer the phone when I call so you don’t worry me to death,” Danny had said, holding up one finger, “and two,” he added a second, “you’re an adult and you can date anyone on this island-”

“Thank… you?”

“-but stay away from this schmuck.”

The schmuck in question had simply rolled his eyes, draped a beautiful lei around your neck, and greeted you with a warm hug. “It’s nice to finally meet you. I’m Steve.”

Your confident promise to your cousin had been broken a whopping two months later- and no, you hadn’t ignored one of his phone calls.

“Did you get me a beer?” you ask with a teasing lilt to your voice, wringing out your wet hair before dropping down onto the bench beside your boyfriend. A quick glance around reveals that Danny’s over by the shrimp truck with Kamekona, and you lean forward to steal a kiss before putting some space between yourself and your favorite brunette.

“I surely did not,” Steve sasses back and takes a swig of his ice cold beverage. “Alcohol and diving do not mix. But I did happen to get a mango smoothie from that one place down the road this pretty girl I know really likes.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Mhm,” he responds, a goofy grin spreading across his handsome face. “But, uh, she didn’t show, so I guess you can have it.”

You laugh and give him a playful shove, then let out a content hum as you pop the straw through the lid and take a grateful sip. “So good,” you moan in delight, and Steve has to bite his lip to refrain from making a comment when he spots Danny approaching the table with your regular orders.

“Hey, you.” Your cousin greets you with a kiss on the cheek before taking up residence on the bench across from you and Steve. “Why’re you sitting all the way over there, huh? You like that clown better or somethin’?”

“This guy?” you snort, taking your lunch off the tray and rifling through the napkins in search of a fork.

“Ouch.” Steve winces as if burned by your comment, and you surreptitiously squeeze his thigh beneath the table.

“So tell me about this case you’ve got,” you coax your cousin to change the subject, spearing some grilled veggies on the plastic fork’s tines and scooping up a respectable mound of rice on top.

“So there’s a diamond smuggling ring-” Danny starts, and you immediately cut him off with, “Shut up, that doesn’t happen in real life.” You turn to Steve for confirmation, but there’s no provocative arch to his eyebrow or twitching of his lips to suggest this is a joke. “Are you serious right now? BFFR, Danno.”

“I don’t- I don’t know what that means. Why are you making me feel old?”

“Be fucking for real,” you and Steve supply in unison, and you smile proudly at him. “You’re learning!”

“Between you and Gracie, I keep up, okay?”

“Oh, between my baby cousin and my daughter, you- okay, that’s excellent,” Danny proclaims, his tone indicating it’s anything but. “Anyway, they’re using poker games as a cover to uh, collect their product, shall we say.”

“There’s enough rich people on Oahu with actual diamonds?” you ask, incredulous. “And here I am working like a pleb for paper currency.”

“Word,” Steve seconds your statement, raising his beer in a toast. You clink your smoothie against it before taking another refreshing sip and asking, “So how’re you gonna catch them?”

“Well, there’s a high roller tournament on Friday night that we’re betting they’ll hit. We wanted to go in undercover and flush them out but…” Steve trails off and gazes at you thoughtfully, but Danny’s shaking his head before the words have even formed on the brunette’s lips.

“No, absolutely not. Don’t even think about it, Steve.”

“What?” You turn to him, excitement coursing through your veins at the way his eyes have lit up. “Think about it! And tell me what you’re thinking about.”

“You could go undercover with me to the tournament, help me gather some intel. Maybe we get you to confirm the diamonds are actually in their possession and-”

“No!” Danny chimes in again. “What’s the matter with you, huh? These guys have killed two people, Steve. It’s too dangerous for her.”

“First off, fuck that-”

“Language.”

With an eye roll, you amend, “Forget that. More importantly, shouldn’t Danny go undercover? You kind of suck at poker, Steve.” You feel a sharp pinch at your side and you yelp in protest, slapping at the Navy SEAL. “It’s true, you little-”

“You’re not going,” Danny says definitively. “What about Tani?”

Steve shakes his head. “Tani and Junior have already questioned two of the men involved. They’ll be made before they even get to the table.”

You cross your arms and level your cousin with a smirk. “Sounds like you need me, Danno.”

“Then I’m going with you,” he declares.

“Yeah, no, hard pass,” you backpedal. “Even as a former thespian, there’s no way I can convincingly play arm candy for you without it being weird.”

“So, it’s settled then, little Williams,” Steve says with a grin. “You and me. Friday night. The high roller table at the Ilikai Hotel.”

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“This whole affair is giving very much Ocean’s Thirteen,” you remark as you lean into the mirror to line your puckered lips with Devil’s Den red. “The diamond heist, the poker game… it’s all so exciting.”

“Except this isn’t Hollywood and a bullet will actually hurt,” your cousin ever so graciously reminds you, trying to tug the slit ends of your dress together and then grunting in displeasure when the action reveals more of your bare back. “You’ve gotta be kidding me with this dress, babe,” he tuts. “Why’s it so expensive if it’s missing half the fabric, huh?”

You shrug and answer with a smile, “Don’t ask me! Your buddy picked it out.”

“Oh yeah, I bet he did,” Danny grumbles under his breath. “I mean, you’d be the most beautiful woman in the room if you were wearing a paper bag, but this- this dress-”

“Danno,” you laugh, completing the finishing touches on your makeup before turning around to squeeze his shoulder. “Remember one of the first things you said to me when I stepped off the plane?”

“Don’t date Steve?” he offers hopefully with a grimace.

That ship has sailed and it’s not docking anytime soon, you think wryly. “No, you goofball,” you respond instead, “that I’m an adult. Everything’s going to be fine!”

“Alright, okay, but just- just promise me you’ll be smart tonight and play it safe.”

With three fingers held aloft, you answer solemnly, “I promise.”

“And don’t let Steve talk you into doing something stupid, okay? No honeypot insanity or trying to sneak into rooms or anything, you got it?”

You press your lips to your cousin’s cheek and then wipe away the smudged lipstick. “Relax, Danny. The man’s a former SEAL. What could possibly go wrong?”

You open the door of the en-suite bathroom with a small smirk tugging at your lips as Danny splutters on behind you in answer to your incendiary question.

As soon as your stiletto touches down on the carpeted floor of the luxury hotel room, you’re hit with an enthusiastic, “Woah, baby!”

“You like?” you ask with a grin, holding your arms out at your sides and giving Tani a spin to show off the dress.

Tani laughs appreciatively and lets out a low whistle. “You are smokin’ hot. I am looking… disrespectfully,” she concludes after pretending to mull over her word choice. She sneaks a glance over at her boss who’s trying and failing to draw his gaze away from the high slit that’s showing off a majority of your leg, then steps closer to you and drops her voice. “And I’m not the only one.” You shush your friend quickly and she ducks away from your playful smack with another peal of laughter.

“Wow,” Steve breathes out, practically sporting heart-eyes as he drinks in the black silk hugging every curve of your body. His piercing blue eyes blaze a trail of heat from the stilettos on your feet to the low bun your hair is swept into, and you feel your skin grow warm under his attention.

“You look pretty wow yourself,” you remark, appreciating the smart tux he’s donned, the perfectly tailored suit accenting every defined muscle on his powerful body. The blush on your face deepens when your gaze meets his, catching a glimpse of a hungry predator on the prowl.

“No, but you, Y/N,” Steve counters, his voice a low growl, “you just- I mean- wow.” He looks ready to pounce, and you’re positive he would forego the event in lieu of spending the evening in bed if there wasn’t a case riding on your performance tonight- and your cousin who you’re keeping your relationship a secret from less than a foot away.

Danny snaps in his face, directing the brunette’s attention to him. “Don’t you gawk at her like that. Paws off my baby cousin, you hear me? Better use the right head tonight, Steven, I swear.”

You dart your eyes over to your boyfriend and make an intentionally obscene gesture with your hands, indicating which head you’re thinking about. He covers up his laugh with a cough, then hurries to reassure his partner. “Danno, c’mon. I’m a perfect gentleman. Aren’t I, Y/N?”

“You’re an animal, is what you are,” your beloved cousin continues his tirade, answering for you. “Just remember I’m watching, huh? I’ve got eyes on all the cameras.”

“Alright, people, focus now,” Lou admonishes gently, handing you and Steve small communications devices that you fit snugly into your ear, out of plain sight. “Y’all remember the plan?”

“Stand there and look pretty. Don’t get shot at,” you dutifully list off your objectives for the op with an exaggerated waggling of your eyebrows while Steve tests the microphone tucked away in his bow tie. “As an unofficial member of Five-0 now, do I get a gun?”

“Are you insane?” Danny cries as Steve asks, genuinely, “Where would you even hide a gun in that dress?”

Unable to resist, you shoot him a coy smile and challenge, “Wouldn’t you like to know, Commander?”

“Woah.” Your cousin holds his hands up between the two of you and declares, “Flag on the play. Don’t- Don’t do that. No flirting. Get in, entice Lee to steal your fake diamonds, get out. Deal?”

“We’ve got it, Detective,” Steve huffs, bending down to adjust his ankle holster.

Junior approaches then with a gorgeous looking diamond necklace and announces, “Got our bait here, boss.”

“Excellent,” Steve says, taking the jewelry from him and motioning for you to turn around. He gathers the necklace in one hand, his fingers drifting across your shoulder and collarbone to grasp one end before he fits it snugly around your neck. The simple touch has your veins flooding with heat, but you tamp down your reaction, keenly aware of the multiple sets of eyes on the two of you. “Tight enough?” he murmurs, and you nod in response, not yet trusting your voice.

“Oh, and one more thing!” Lou reaches into his pocket and pulls out a box, opening it with a flourish to reveal one simple silver band, the other studded with diamonds. “Little extra bling for good measure.” Your cheeks flush at the sight, and you turn your face away from Steve while you slide the wedding ring onto your finger.

One glance at its mate on your boyfriend’s hand has you weak in the knees, and Tani whispers, “Girl, you are down bad.”

“Shut up,” you hiss, fighting the blush threatening to give you away. Steve approaches with one eyebrow raised in curiosity, and you clear your throat before taking the arm he’s offered to you. You tuck your hand into the crook of his elbow, pressing yourself close to him and sending a sharp look to your older cousin when you feel his eyes boring holes into the two of you. “Knock it off, Danny.”

He cups your face between his hands and pulls you closer to press a kiss to your forehead with an apologetic smile. “Be smart. Be safe. I love you. You watch her back, okay?” He directs the last comment to his best friend with all the gruffness of a father sending his daughter off to prom.

“I will, Danny,” Steve answers solemnly, squeezing your hand.

“Alright, buddy. But not too close, okay? Remember, I’m always watch-”

You pull the door shut behind you with a sigh. Steve guides you down the hallway towards the elevators, and your grip on his arm tightens at the prospect of what you’re about to do.

Steve immediately intuits your nerves and offers a soothing, “Hey, you’re okay.” He takes your left hand in his, his right hand coming to rest on the small of your back so you feel completely enveloped by his steadying presence. He lets his thumb drift back and forth across your skin, just above where the fabric drapes at the base of your spine, and your comms come crackling to life. “Higher.”

Steve shifts his hand up with a chuckle, and your cousin begrudgingly remarks, “Better.”

The moment relieves some of your tension, and you shake your head before pressing the call button for the elevator. The lavish gold doors open to reveal an already sizable group dressed to the nines and clearly heading to the big casino-sponsored event downstairs. Steve applies gentle pressure on your back to guide you into the elevator, and as you descend each floor and the crowd grows, you’re forced closer together in the corner. “You’re wearing a new perfume,” Steve comments, his lips right by your ear to avoid your conversation being picked up by his mic.

“How observant,” you reply. “My boyfriend bought it for me.”

“He has excellent taste,” he continues the charade, and you resist the urge to roll your eyes at the compliment. With the crowd in the elevator blocking the camera’s view, Steve allows his fingers to glide down your spine until they reach their intended destination, and he sucks in a sharp breath when he realizes you’re not wearing anything under your dress. You smirk to yourself but quickly lose the upper hand, forced to swallow down a gasp when the elevator doors open into the lobby and Steve brazenly palms your ass while calmly stating, “Target acquired.”

“We see him, too,” Junior affirms. “East corner of the lobby, talking to the concierge.”

“Come on, darling,” Steve croons, settling into character- or rather dropping your usual act. “Let’s go win me some more money to spend on you.”

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“No entry without invitation, sir.”

You crane your neck to look up at the beefy bodyguard at the entrance to the high roller section. His biceps must be the size of your head, if not bigger, he’s got at least 6 inches on Steve, and his hulking form is completely blocking your view of the room behind him.

“Honey,” you murmur, “you brought it with you, didn’t you?”

Steve gives you an easy smile and pulls a gold-plated poker chip from the breast pocket of his tux. “Of course, my love.”

“Alright, enough with the cutesy nicknames,” Danny gripes, and you’re forced to stifle a laugh at Tani admonishing him in the background. The security guard pulls back the velvet rope to let you pass, and you duck behind the curtain to cross into the high roller area.

The room is a sea of expensive suits and sparkling cocktail dresses. A thick cloud of sweet-smelling smoke has settled in the air from the Cubans lit around the room, and the distinct symphony of ice clinking in glass tumblers joins the hum of dealers murmuring at their tables.

“Why don’t you go get us a drink and I’ll find a table to join?”

“The usual?” you purr in question, running your manicured fingers across the lapel of Steve’s suit.

“That’s perfect,” he assents, squeezing your hip before releasing you to do your own recon. Then you feel his fingers lace through yours and he murmurs, “Y/N, wait.” When you turn back to Steve, he tugs you closer by your connected hands and presses his lips to yours in a kiss that has your head buzzing before a drop of alcohol has even hit your tongue. “Lee’s watching,” he whispers against your mouth by way of explanation.

“Then let’s give him something to look at,” you respond with a glint in your eye, winding your arms around his neck and pulling him in for another kiss. Steve’s left hand comes up to rest on the nape of your neck as the other caresses the diamond fitted snuggly against the hollow of your throat, making sure that it catches the light just so as you lay the groundwork for your operation tonight.

“He’s practically suffocating her,” Danny cries in the hotel room upstairs, hands raised while he stares at the two of you in disbelief. “What’d I say about ‘not too close’, huh? Animal.”

“Okay, lovebirds, get some air,” Lou chuckles over your comms. “Seems like our man Lee has his eye on the prize now.”

Junior leans over to Tani as he watches the two of you part ways on screen, tracking your path to the bar with a skeptical brow. “Is it just me, or was that… intense?”

“C’mon, Junes,” she laughs breezily. “That is theater at its finest.”

“One scotch on the rocks, and one vodka tonic that’s light on the tonic,” you place your order at the bar, absentmindedly letting your fingers drift over the diamonds as you peruse the top shelf.

“Easy there, cowgirl,” Danny coaches in your ear. You look around for the nearest mounted dome camera and make a face at it. “Real mature, kid.”

You feel a heated gaze on your back, and you turn to flash a coy smile at Mister Jason Lee, the suspected brains behind the smuggling operation, before collecting your drinks and making your way back to Steve.

“He’s interested,” you murmur in his ear as you bend down to place the glass between his hands on the table. “But we need to really hook him. Better start throwing some money around, hotshot.”

“Go ahead, baby,” Steve says animatedly, attracting the attention of the other players around the table. He makes a big show of closing his eyes and letting you bet for him, clearly unaffected by winning or losing a few hundred on your blind faith. As you lean over to push a stack of chips towards the pot, you hear an appreciative titter around the table and turn to find Steve with one eye very obviously peeking- but definitely not at what your hands are doing.

“Naughty boy,” you scold playfully, and he offers his palms in an act of mock deference.

“Can you blame the man?” one of the other players barks out through a raucous laugh, and you smile politely even though their leering eyes make your skin crawl. When you bend to retrieve your drink, Steve moves closer with a grin and whispers in your ear, “If one of them so much as breathes in your direction, I’ll break off every one of their fingers and feed them to ‘em, okay, mama?”

Acutely aware that Danny and the rest of the team are watching your every interaction, you suppress a shiver and murmur back, “Sir, yes, sir.”

Steve has mixed luck on his first few hands, but you’re sure to make a big show of celebrating each win with a kiss that has the older women in the room clutching their proverbial pearls and Lee hanging onto your every move. You toy with the necklace as a nervous habit each time Steve places his bet and let your fingers trail across his broad shoulders as he studies each hand, squeezing affectionately every now and then.

“I hate this,” Danny declares, a dismayed frown tugging at his lips as he watches you on the live CCTV footage. On the small screen, you drape your arms around Steve’s neck and press a kiss to his cheek before murmuring something in his ear that’s too quiet for the hidden mic to pick up but has Steve grinning like a fool. “I hate this. Why did I let him talk me into this? Putz.”

“Relax, Danny,” Lou attempts to soothe his ruffled feathers. “They’re doing great.”

“Hey, hey, look!” Tani calls to garner their attention. “They’ve lured Lee in. He’s about to make contact.”

“Good evening,” he opens politely, pulling out the chair next to Steve.

“Evening,” your boyfriend offers in kind.

“Do you mind if I join you for the next hand?”

“Not at all,” you purr. “Perhaps you can help break my husband’s current losing streak.”

“With a good luck charm like you on his arm?” Lee counters smoothly. “Impossible.”

“From your mouth to the cards’ ears,” you laugh airily. “Let me go get you another drink, my love,” you say to excuse yourself, running your hand down Steve’s arm to collect his glass. “Can I get you anything, Mister…?”

“Good girl,” Tani praises you quietly over your comms.

“Lee,” he supplies. “But please, call me Jason.” He raises the remaining amber liquid in his glass with a smile then says, “Perhaps when I finish this drink, I’ll have what your husband’s having. Clearly he’s got excellent taste.” The way his eyes wander across your body isn’t lost on you.

“Arrogant son of a bitch,” Lou scoffs to his fellow team members upstairs. “Not even using an alias.”

Steve notices Lee’s hungry gaze straying from his cards to appreciate your form against the backdrop of the expansive bar and remarks, “Beautiful, isn’t she?”

“Indeed,” he agrees, swirling the expensive liquor in his glass before taking a sip. “Women like that are hard to find. As rare as that diamond around her neck.”

“Laying it on thick there, buddy,” Danny comments over your comms, and you steal a glance over to the table. “Take the bait, Steve.”

“Only the finest for my girl.”

When you return to the table with your and Steve’s drinks in hand, he hooks his ankle around the chair beside him and tugs it close for you to sit by him. “Slick move, double-oh-five-oh,” you murmur appreciatively in his ear before nipping at his earlobe. He seems extra possessive now, his hand either resting on your thigh, or your hip, or the back of your neck, always maintaining some form of skin to skin contact while the other holds his cards, and you can’t help but wonder what transpired between the two men.

Leaning over, Steve presses his lips to the point where your pulse thrums along your throat and asks, “What should we bet, beautiful girl?”

“Hm?” Your gaze is hazy, more so drunk on Steve’s touch than alcohol, and the unbidden thought that you can’t wait for this guy to be in cuffs so you can take your man home crosses your mind. You run your manicured fingers down his cheek and answer coyly, “I want you to go all in.”

The two of you dutifully ignore Danny’s protesting in your ears at your overt innuendo as Steve pushes his stack of chips to the center of the table.

“A bold move,” Lee declares with a whistle.

“What’s a few thousand when I have a million on my arm, hm?” your boyfriend counters with a sly glance in your direction.

“Let’s make this a real game. I’m all in, too.”

The dealer flips over the river card, and Steve’s arm tenses beneath your fingertips. The other few players around the table toss their cards aside with a sigh, but Lee looks over at the two of you with a grin, presenting his hand- a flush- with a flourish. He stands to collect the pot but Steve holds up one finger.

“Not so fast, my friend,” he laughs, his confidence making your body grow warm. Steve lays his hand out on the table with a smug smile. “Full house. Aces over eights.”

You let out an excited squeal, genuinely delighted at such a triumphant win, and pull Steve toward you by the lapels of his jacket to mold your lips to his. He makes an appreciative noise low in the back of his throat and his hand comes up to cup your neck in an overtly possessive manner that has you melting into his embrace. You feel his fingers playing with the clasp resting at the nape of your neck, and then the necklace falls into your lap, the next phase of your ruse in full effect now.

You pull back with a gasp and pout at Steve, your eyes wide. “It broke!”

“Then I’ll buy you ten more,” he answers easily, shrugging off your concern. “Go put it upstairs and don’t give it a second thought, okay?” He presses his lips to yours once more and gives you an affectionate pat below the dip of your dress when you stand that has you blushing. You can practically feel Danny’s laser eyes through the screen where he’s watching you.

You make sure to wobble the tiniest bit when you move, steadying yourself on Steve’s shoulder with a laugh. “What was our room number, honey?”

He shares a knowing look with your mark, then jokes, “How many vodka tonics have you had, hm? How many fingers am I holding up?” He has his fist raised and you smack at his chest with an eye roll. “217, my love,” Steve supplies before taking your hand and kissing the wedding band adorning your ring finger.

You head upstairs to the empty room the team had rented for this very purpose and place the necklace in the carefully concealed safe in the cupboard. When you return to the table, you find Steve alone.

“Where’s our friend?”

“Turned in for the night after that big loss,” your boyfriend supplies, winking at you. “Shall we?”

He offers you his arm, and after collecting his winnings, the two of you make your way to the lobby to lie in wait. “You’re going to be insufferable about that win forever now, aren’t you?”

“You said I was bad at poker,” Steve reminds you.

“You still are,” you fire back. “Dumb luck one time does not a skilled player make.”

“Jeez, boss,” Junior’s voice comes crackling in over your comms. “Want some ice for that burn?”

“Would you just- would you shut up and focus on the room, please?”

After a few minutes of waiting with no sighting of Lee, you lean into Steve’s chest and ask the team, “Anything?”

“Girl, hop off the mic,” Lou admonishes you, and you jump back from Steve. “We can hear you when you talk normally. Damn.”

Leaning back in, this time you whisper, “Sorry, guys.”

“Hey, McGarrett?” Tani speaks calmly but you can hear an edge of tension to her voice. “At your 4 o’clock, there’s two guys in suits who’ve had an eye on your table all night. I thought they were watching for potential card counting but they seem to have taken an interest in you and Y/N.”

“Copy,” Steve says quietly, pulling you closer to his body in a protective move in case all hell breaks loose.

“Let’s just show them we’re not a threat,” you offer.

“You want to go back in?”

“I was thinking of a more… hands on approach.” As the clicking of Italian leather shoes on the polished floor grows closer to you, you spin Steve around and push him against the wall, crashing into him for a heated kiss. His strong hands caress your bare back for a moment before one stays put to hold you against him while the other deftly undoes the knot holding your bun, your hair cascading down to its full length so Steve can use it for better leverage. You can’t help but moan into his mouth as he kisses you like a man starved until you’re shaken from your stupor by yelling approaching the lobby.

“Hey! Five-0! Stop running, dumbass!”

Without opening your eyes or breaking your kiss, you stick your foot out at the opportune time, making contact with the ankle of your diamond thief’s leg so he goes sprawling. There’s a faint splash to your right, and when you pull away for a breath, you can see your necklace winking at you from the lobby fountain.

Danny catches up to the scene and yells, “Hands- hey! Hands!”

Lee raises his hands above his head with a sigh, but your cousin continues on, “You two! Yeah, let me see your hands, too!” You turn to find Danny’s gun aimed at the diamond smuggler, but his fiery eyes are trained on you while Tani and Junior wrestle the other two lackeys to the floor nearby. You exchange a look with Steve, then feel the warmth of his palms leave your bare skin as the two of you slowly raise your hands as well. Clearing your throat, you offer meekly, “We’re really into method acting?”

“We’ll talk about this later,” Danny growls, slapping zip ties on a defiant Lee and ratcheting them tight before hauling him to his feet.

“Hey, man, ease up,” he whines and Danny barks, “You shut up.” He continues lamenting his woes audibly as he leads the thief to the waiting squad car, grumbling, “Had enough of all of you. My baby cousin and my best friend. Christ. What am I gonna tell my aunt?”

Steve whistles low under his breath when Danny’s out of earshot, then mutters, “That could’ve gone better.”

“On the plus side,” you comment, “he still referred to you as his best friend.”

Tani shoots you a sympathetic smile when she passes by with the man she apprehended, but Junior wastes no time leaning in and playfully tutting, “Bus-ted.” Steve raises one eyebrow and he tacks on a hurried, “Sir.”

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With Lee and his crew stewing in interrogation and HPD clearing the scene, you’re left sitting on the couch in Steve’s office like kids who got sent to the principal for misbehaving in school. The three of you must look ridiculous from the rest of the team’s point of view- you clad in spare clothes from Steve’s wardrobe in his office that you’re positively swimming in, your 40-plus-year-old boyfriend in a full tux with his bow tie and top few buttons undone, hand pressed over his mouth to avoid saying something that will further incense your cousin, and said cousin still dressed in his shirt and tie pacing the floor in front of you with his hands flying to emphasize every point he makes.

“And you-” Danny pauses his pacing to point an accusatory finger at his best friend. “How old are you, huh?” The finger changes angles to point at you. “And how old is she?”

“Do you want me to actually answer the quest-”

“No, Steve, they’re rhetorical questions! I know how old you are, and I’ll tell you! Too old for my baby cousin, that’s how old, huh? What’s the matter with you?”

“Why don’t you let Y/N speak for herself, Danny? Gotta let her grow up, buddy, c’mon now.”

“Thank you!” you cry. “Can I say something?”

The blonde and brunette duo turns to look at you with the same infuriating, incredulous look before simultaneously deciding, “No.”

“Alright, y’know what?” You slap your hands against your thighs and stand with a huff. “You two-” You point back and forth between Steve and Danny before continuing, “You work out your little marital spat. Daniel, when you’re ready to talk to me like the adult I am, I’ll be with Tani. After I drink some water. Because I’m still buzzed.” With that, you attempt to walk out of your boyfriend’s office with your head held high but are thwarted by the door, pushing on it to no avail.

“It’s a pull-” Danny says quietly, and Steve jumps in at the same time, “Pull, babe, you gotta pull on the-”

“I got it,” you bark at them, tugging on the glass door with a grumble about architectural intuitiveness.

After a long conversation with Steve and a short interrogation with Lee and his associates, Danny finds you nursing a bottle of water in Tani’s office, as promised. She slips out as your cousin takes a seat next to you, pulling you into a hug that you allow yourself to melt into even though you mutter all the while under your breath about his overprotective nature.

“I’m sorry I made you feel like you couldn’t just tell me you were seeing Steve.”

Woah. What?

“What?” Danny laughs. “You were right. We should talk about this like adults.”

“Did I say that out loud?”

“The ‘Woah. What?’? Yeah, you did, babe, it was very much not an inside thought.”

“Excellent,” you laugh, nodding solemnly. “Well, um, thank you for that. And sorry for not coming out and just telling you.”

“Guess I made it pretty hard for you to tell me, huh? What with the two rules and-”

“Yup.”

“But everybody else knew or-”

“Tani knew, cause she’s my girl, y’know. Grace figured it out pretty quickly. Pretty sure Lou’s had a feeling since at least Thanksgiving, honestly.”

Danny sits back with a start, pulling away from your hug. “How long has this been going on?”

With a sigh, you realize it’s time to come clean. “You remember when I wanted to go on that dive with you, and you said I should take Steve since you don’t ‘do water’? Well, Steve took me to this really beautiful dive spot and we kind of made a day of it so…”

“That was like-”

“A while-”

“Like seven months ago!”

“I mean, we didn’t exactly start dating on that day- well, no, we kind of did,” you correct yourself quietly, biting your lip with a grimace, but Danny’s already halfway across the floor back to Steve’s office. Lou takes the opportunity to poke his head in to check on you and you draw out a slow, “So Lou…” He raises one eyebrow in question, and you dare to ask, “Would now be a bad time to tell Danny about Will and Grace?”

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canihavesomethingofmyown · 26 days

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Oahu, INT, Night

DANNY is chopping ingredients in Steve’s kitchen, preparing dinner, singing softly along to the radio.

STEVE stops in the doorway. DANNY, absorbed in his tasks, hasn’t yet noticed STEVE’S presence. STEVE waits for a minute, watching DANNY’S attention to detail with a fond smile.

DANNY (without looking up): back already, babe?

STEVE: Danny! I would complain about you taking over my kitchen, but this smells amazing.

DANNY (sweeping chopped herbs from the board into the pan): I made your favourite, babe.

STEVE: Danny, you didn’t have to go to any trouble. You know my favourite kind of dinner is the kind that just arrives.

STEVE reaches for something on the chopping board, DANNY smacks his hand away with the spatula.

STEVE (pouting): ow!

DANNY: no Steve, you can wait. We are eating at the table like civilised human beings, with cutlery and everything.

STEVE: yes, Chef.

DANNY makes eye roll.

DANNY serves two plates, one for STEVE, one for himself, and sits opposite Steve.

STEVE: this looks great, babe (happily picks up his fork). What’s for dessert?

DANNY: what do you want?

STEVE: (makes eye contact with a slow, suggestive smile)

DANNY: I’m going to regret asking that, aren’t I?

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ilovewriting06 · 1 year

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I Told You So

A smile automatically spreads across my face as I see the all too familiar black Camaro pull into the school lot and the brunette commander gets out of the car. Grace squeals from beside me and runs down the stairs, “UNCLE STEVE! YOU’RE BACK!” My heart flutters as the man bends down to catch Grace, “Yeah Gracie I’m back.” She squeals again and hugs him a little tighter.

I walk down the stairs and walk over to the two smiling brunettes both of which are staring at each other with admiration. Steve may not be her biological uncle but he sure as hell acts like it and that is one of the many reasons I’ve found myself falling in love with him. He hears me walking towards them and looks over and smiles again, “Hey Y/N/N.” I nod and pull one of Graces pigtails playfully, “Hey Steve.”

He smiles and nods his head as he sets Grace down and tells her to go wait in the car. Steve and I met a year ago when he picked Grace up for Danny when she got sick in my class and we quickly bonded over our mutual love for the energetic little girl. I watch as Grace gets in the car and how Steve automatically shifts so that he can see the car from his peripheral to ensure nothing happens to his niece.

He turns to me and I ask, “So, did you get Wofat?” He smiles a proud smile and nods, “Yeah, finally. I’m glad to be home though.” I chuckle as I look between Steve and Grace and decide to go out on a limb when Steve’s eyes meet mine. I walk a little closer and kiss his cheek before whispering, “She’s not the only one happy to have you home.” I lean back with a smile and squeeze his bicep before spinning around and heading back into the school.

When I get to the doors my friend and fellow teacher Janice better known as Mrs. Blake, smirks and bumps my shoulder, “You are sooo whipped.” I roll my eyes but don’t try and correct her and she laughs, “Can I offer an FYI?” I cross my arms and raise an eyebrow, “It depends, if it has to do with Steve no but other than that go for it.” She glares at me and rolls her eyes, “Well, I’m going to tell you anyways. He’s into you too.” I quirk an eyebrow and sarcastically reply, “Right, that’s why he’s made so many advances.” She lets out a scoff, “He’s scared girl, if he would ask and you would turn him down that would make everything awkward.” My eyes glance to where the black Camaro was pulling out of the lot before sighing, “As much as I wish that was true Janice I know it’s not.”

Steve’s POV

I watch Y/N walk away before heading towards the car. When I get in Grace looks at me with a wide smile. I chuckle as I pull out of the parking spot, “Go on tell me what you’re dying to tell me.” She giggles, “She likes you, you know.” I glance at her, “What makes you say that?” She shrugs her shoulders, “I dunno it’s just obvious and I heard her and Mrs. Blake talking about you.” I perk up a little, “Yeah? And what did they say?” She shrugs with a confused face, “Something about Y/N wanting to jump your bones. But I don’t know what that means.” My face heats up, “Are you sure that’s what you heard?” I pull into the palace and Grace nods her head while saying yup.

As Grace and I walk into the palace she doesn’t run towards Danny like she usually does instead she stays beside me holding my hand tightly. She waves at Danny and he asks, “How was school?” She smiles and nods as she tells Danny about the day and how Y/N let everybody play twister and that she even joined them. I laugh at the imagine before Grace looks at me and then Danny before declaring, “Y/N’s gonna be my aunt one day.” I choke on my spit as Danny’s eyes widen and he looks at me and then back at Grace as she slips her hand out of mine and heads to his office dragging her backpack with her.

Danny turns to me with a smirk, “So it’s finally happening ehh?” I huff, “No.” He groans, “Well it should the tension between you too is very obvious. And I like her and so does Grace plus she may just have enough patience to put up with your dumbass.” I roll my eyes and throw Danny his keys before heading out of the door as Danny yells, “Where you goin?” I chuckle as I faintly hear him yell again, “Was it something I said!?”

Y/N’s POV

I glance down to the papers I’m grading and sigh as I place yet another F on Dominic’s assignment. The boy is smart he just doesn’t put any effort into his work. I turn to my laptop and update the grades and take my blue light glasses off to rub my eyes before getting up to get a glass of water. I furrow my eyebrows as there is a knock on my front door. I look down at my clothes knowing I look a mess in my leggings, oversized t-shirt, and my hair in a messy bun on top of my head. I shrug my shoulders and walk towards the door and swing it open to reveal Steve. My eyes widen in surprise, “Steve? What are yo-,” I was cut off by Steve grabbing my face and slamming his lips onto mine. My eyes widen in surprise and he pulls back a little obviously nervous as I didn’t kiss back. I grab his shirt and pull him back onto my lips. I wrap my hand around the back off his neck and stumble backwards as he walks into my apartment without breaking the kiss.

Before I know it my door is closed and I’m slammed against the back of it. He swiftly picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist as his hands hold me up. He pulls away from the kiss and we both pant at the lack of oxygen and I let out a surprised, “Wow, that was…unexpected but far from unwelcome.” He smiles and chuckles, “I’ve wanted to do that since we met.” I sigh out an airy chuckle, “God, you mean I could have been fucking you for over a year by now?” His eyes widen at my words not expecting me to be so forward, “I guess so?” He says it more like a question I let out an amused snort, “So, is this going to be official or do you just want a one and done thing because if that’s the case I can’t do it?” He shakes his head, “I would very much hate for this to be a one time thing.” I nod in finality, “Good, I’m your girlfriend you’re my boyfriend now that that’s settled, kiss me.” He laughs as he mutters, “Whatever you want, girlfriend.” I chuckle but it turns into a moan as he dives back in for a kiss. My head slams back onto the door as his hands slip under my shirt and his tongue enters my mouth. He fights for dominance and quickly wins as I put up no fight.

He pulls me away from the door and mutters, “Couch or bed?” I smirk, “Couch first and then the bed.” He smirks as he gets my underlying hint, “Damn I love the way you think.” I smile before pecking his lips and then venturing down his neck searching for his sweet spot. I smirk when I find it and he lets out a groan as his fingers tighten around my waist.

He quickly works his way to the couch before falling onto it. He separates from the kiss to catch his breath and his eyes travel up and down my body. I unwrap my legs from his waist and look away so I don’t see his face. I’m not skinny or overly confident like his past girlfriends and I don’t look like a model. He must sense my emotions because he sweetly whispers, “Hey, don’t hide from me. Not now, not ever.” I look up into his eyes and see the love and happiness swirling on the surface. He cups my cheek with a grin before whispering into my ear, “You are absolutely stunning. The way your beautiful Y/E/C eyes sparkle when the sun hits them just right and the way your hair frames your face or the way your nose scrunches up when your angry,” I let out a shaky breath as his lips graze down my neck and he continues while planting sweet little kisses along the column of my throat, “But my favorite, the thing that has always gotten under my skin and sent my mind racing is the way you bite your plump…full…lips when your annoyed, angry, nervous, thinking, or…,” he pauses and pulls back with surprise as his eyes meet mine. I furrow my eyebrows but my face quickly lights on fire as he continues, “Or when you’re looking at me…” his surprised face quickly turns to a smirk, “God I really am blind. I turn you on don’t I?”

I cover my face as I nod and he pulls my hands from my face, “You want to know something?” I nod slightly and he guides my hand down his torso until it comes in contact with his prominent bulge, “You turn me on too.” I moan at the information that I turn Steve on and it causes him to lock his lips with mine again.

His lips travel down my throat but not as sweet and gentle as before this time he’s leaving bruises in his wake. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and pull him a little closer before moaning and arching my back until my front is rubbing up against his chest. His lips continue to travel until they reach the collar of my shirt. I shudder as Steve’s hands slide up my stomach. He grips my waist and lifts me up until I’m in a sitting position. When I’m sitting he nibbles on my ear, “Take it off.” I close me eyes and bite my lip at the demanding tone before my hands grasp the hem off my shirt and tug it up and over my head.

Steve groans when he notices I’m not wearing a bra. I smirk before leaning into him while running my hands down the front of his t-shirt before I slip my hands underneath and run my nails down his abs. He groans as my lips connect to his neck and I suck and lick his neck barely leaving a mark until I reach his sweet spot, right at the base of his throat before you reach the collarbone. I suck a deep red mark and continue to make it bigger as he throws his head back in a groan until his hands dig into my hips. I release his neck with a loud pop and lean back. He moans at the sight of my saliva still connected to my lips and his skin before his hands dance their way up my skin until he grips my breasts rolling the buds in between his thumb and forefinger. I dig my nails into his abs and he hisses as they no doubt leave pretty marks on his abdominal muscles, “Fuck Princess, this is taking too long.” I look between us to see his pants look like they’re about to bust and I moan at the fact that I caused him to be so turned on.

My hands venture to his back where I dig my nail in and pull him forward to whisper, “Then get on with it Commander, what are you waiting for?” His eyes flutter shut as he takes a deep breath before he pushes me back onto the couch. When I land back on the couch with a small thud he maintains his kneeling position before grabbing my leggings and pulling them down my legs. Once those are off he throws them somewhere in the room before grabbing my underwear and pulling them off too.

When I’m fully exposed his eyes lock onto my core and I blush and slam my legs together. His eyes snap to mine before he runs his hands up and down my thighs in a comforting manner, “Baby, don’t hide from me. You are by far the most attractive woman I have ever laid eyes on and you don’t need to hide.” When he’s done talking he looks down at me with sincere eyes and I slowly open my legs back up. He looks back down and groans, “Jesus Y/N/N you’re dripping onto the couch.” I blush again and he changes his position to lay on his stomach in front of my dripping cunt.

When he’s positioned comfortably he grips my thighs to keep them open before running his nose up my center, “God you smell so sweet. Who did this to you?” A shiver runs down my body as his nose bumps my clit and my right hand pulls on his hair in a sharp tug causing him to moan against me, “You, you did.”

I feel him smile against me before he pulls back a little and starts cleaning the arousal off of my thighs slowly making his way back to where I need him most. When he gets there he blows a breath of air into me and I squeal at the unexpected sensation flexing my hand in his hair. He chuckles before his eyes lock onto mine and without breaking eye contact he licks a bold stripe up my center. I tug on his hair again and throw my head back in a moan, “Steve! More!” He smirks against me before diving in.

The pleasure is beyond any pleasure I’ve felt before and my body shakes at the feeling of his mouth on me. He nips on my clit and both my hands are now in his hair pulling him closer as I chant his name like a mantra. He groans as his tongue dives in me again but the time he’s going a little slower with more intent movements, almost like he’s looking for something. I scream in ecstasy as he finds it and my legs clamp around his head as my high approaches quickly. He lets go of my one thigh so his thumb can rub on my clit. His tongue continues it’s torture to my g-spot while his thumb is rubbing and flicking my nub. My thighs clamp down harder and my back arches as I pull him closer yet again by the hair before I climax moaning his name like I’m in a porno.

Once he’s ridden me through my high he kneels above me again before licking his lips and rubbing the slick off his chin and nose with his hand. I shudder from the sight and he smirks before grabbing his shirt and pulling it up over his head. A moan passes my lips as I see a little bit of dried blood on his abs from where I was digging into him. He smirks as his eyes locate what I’m staring at. His eyes snap up to mine with a raised eyebrow and amused eyes, “Someone likes a little pain.” It wasn’t a question more like a statement but I turned red and nodded before he asked, “What do you like?” I opened my mouth and closed it again scared he would judge but I looked into his eyes again and new he wouldn’t judge me, “Biting.” He raises his eyebrows in surprise and amusement before leaning down to test this newfound information and I let out the biggest moan yet as his teeth bite into my stomach to the right of my bellybutton.

He pulls back and takes in the bite mark that is quickly bruising and smirks as he hears my breathing has escalated. He stands from the couch and I watch as he removes the rest of his clothes. When he slips his underwear down my eyes widen and I moan at the size of him. He is by far the biggest I’ve ever seen let alone had in me.

He smirks as he positions himself about me before swooping down for a kiss. I moan at the taste of me that still lingers in his mouth. His tongue runs the roof of my mouth and I lift my legs to wrap around his hips pulling him down slightly.

He pulls away from the kiss and nips down my jaw, “Are you ready?” I nod enthusiastically as my hand goes to guide his length to my weeping hole. He chuckles into my neck before slowly pushing in. I moan at the stretch of his cock slowly sliding in. When he bottoms out his face comes back up to mine before diving in for a kiss. As the kiss quickens so do his thrusts. Without breaking from the kiss his hands slide up my arms before weaving together with my hands and pinning them above my head as I arch my back moaning his name into his ear.

He curses as he moves faster and my walls flutter around him. He changes his position slightly without stopping his movements before he grabs my left leg and throws it over his shoulder. With the new angle he can thrust deeper causing me to scream his name and run my nails down his back. He hisses before digging his teeth into the juncture of my neck and shoulder. The action causes me to squeeze around him and dig my nails in deeper.

Within minutes I’m shaking under him as I feel my release bubble to the surface. He grips my hands again and pins them above my head with one hand while the other one travels down my body to play with my clit. He kisses me again before licking his way to my ear as he whispers, “Cum for me Y/N/N. Let go.” I arch my back and throw my head back in a silent scream as I let go. Steve’s thrusts get sloppy and he’s soon releasing into me and to further my pleasure his teeth sink into my skin below my ear.

Once our highs are ridden out he pants into my neck and I caress the back of his head with my left hand as I pant into his shoulder.

After a few minutes of holding each other and soaking in the others presence he mutters, “Dinner tomorrow night at my place?” I giggle, “I would love to.” He places a tender kiss on my neck before pulling back, “Now, where’s the bedroom.”

The Next Morning

Last night was eventful to say the least we went from the couch, to the bed, to the shower, back to the bed, which leads us to now. It’s 5:23 in the morning and my face is buried in the sheets beneath me as Steve pounds into me from behind. I moan into the sheets that I’m close and his hands dig into my hips leaving yet another bruise as he says he is too.

I roll onto my side as he collapses beside me, “You have one hell of a libido Y/N/N.” I laugh and peck his lips before flipping us over so I’m straddling his hips, “I could say the same for you Commander.” He chuckles as my lips connect to his. I pull away from the kiss and sigh, “I gotta get ready for school.” He smiles as I slide off of his torso and hit the floor when my legs give out. I glare up at him as he peeks over the side of the bed, “This is your fault Steven.” He shrugs his shoulders as he gets out of bed and picks me up before helping me learn to use my legs again.

I limp to the bathroom and he goes to follow but I place a hand on his chest, “Nuh uh, I don’t have time for round 67 before school and I don’t trust you and your wandering hands.” He rolls his eyes playfully, “Well you could always just say no.” I raise an eyebrow as I step closer to him and wrap my arms around his waist, “See that’s the thing, I can’t say no to you. You’re too goddamn good and sexy.” He smirks and pulls me closer by the hips and hums, “Is that so?” I hum in agreement as he pecks my lips, “I’ll pick you up from the school and we can just go to my place if that’s okay with you?” I smile remembering our date tonight and nod, “I’d love that but I’m leaving a change of clothes in your truck for tonight because there is no way in hell I’m staying in my work clothes all night. Don’t get me wrong I love you but that is just not humane.” I blush as I realize the words that left my mouth and he smiles from ear to ear, “That’s fine and don’t worry, I love you too. That was the plan last night, come here tell you how I feel and see where it goes, but as you can tell that didn’t go to plan.” I laugh into his chest before giving him a quick kiss and slipping into the bathroom and locking the door.

I look in the mirror and my eyes widen, “Holy shit Steve, how am I supposed to cover these up!” I hear him snicker, “You’re one to talk I had blood streaks on my arms, back, chest, and abs from you.” I purse my lips, “Touché.”

Time Skip

I throw my bag in the backseat of the truck and jump in the passenger seat. Steve soon climbs up in and starts the truck. As he heads towards the school he places his hand on my thigh right above my knee. I smile at the sweet yet innocent gesture and quickly place my hand over his with a smile as I watch the scenery roll by.

When he pulls up to the school I lean over and place a quick kiss on his lips before grabbing my bag and bidding goodbye. I go to walk towards the school but remember something. I place my bag on the ground and move as fast as my limp will let me to get back to the truck. I throw open the door and climb back in to see a confused Steve. I smile before grabbing the back of his neck and pull him in for a kiss. I pull away slightly a whisper, “Love you.” He smiles and pecks my lips again, “Love you too.” I hope out of the truck and rush into the school after grabbing my bag.

When I get into my classroom I’m running behind. I hurry to get everything set up and jump when I hear the door swing open. I spin around to see a worried Janice, “Thank God you’re okay, you’re twenty minutes late and that’s a huge no no for you.” I chuckle, “Sorry I got preoccupied at home.” She hums before narrowing her eyes at my feet. I look down and then back up, “What?” She looks at me before cocking her head to the side, “You’re wearing flats.” I raise an eyebrow in question, “Uh huh?”

She puts her hand on her hips, “You don’t wear flats, you think you’re too short without heels on.” I shrug my shoulders and try to hide a blush, “My feet hurt.” She nods still questioning my answer and her mouth drops as she watches me walk to the other side of the room, “Oh. My. God.” I turn around as she rushes over before whisper yelling, “You got laid last night didn’t you!?” My eyes widen, “What!?” She squeals in joy, “You’re in flats and you’re limping. You didn’t were flats because your feet hurt, you wore them because you can’t walk in heels!” My mouth drops and she smirks in victory as she knows she’s right, “Who?”

“None of your business, but if you must know, yes I had sex last night, multiple multiple times…..and twice this morning.” Yup that’s right he still got in the bathroom.

She squeals but stops when we hear kids running through the halls. She grabs my arm as I go to leave, “This isn’t over.” I laugh, “Trust me, I know.”

When I usher the kids into the room I tell them to take their seats. When everyone’s seated the one little girl in the back raises her hand, “Yes Ella?” She furrows her eyebrows in concern before asking, “Are you okay? You’re limping.” I bite my cheek as I internally die from embarrassment, “I’m okay Ella, I just had a little incident last night but I assure you I am more than okay.” She smiles and I turn to the door which had opened while I was answering Ella. I smile as Grace runs in, “Sorry I’m late Ms. Y/L/N mommy was sick so Danno and uncle Steve had to come get me and then Danno’s car broke down so we had to use uncle Steve’s truck.” I laugh as I ruffle her hair, “It’s okay Gracie go get your seat I’ll be right back. I turn to the door and see a smirking Danny and a smiling Steve, “Boys.” They nod in greeting and Danny pulls me in for a hug, “Long time no see Y/N/N.” I chuckle, “I saw you two days ago Danny.” He shrugs his shoulders and I roll my eyes before turning to Steve with a smile, “Steven.” He snorts, “No need for the full name.” I shrug, “I like it, get used to it. Now if you excuse me I have a group of children to teach.”

Steve’s POV

After dropping Y/N off at the school I head to HQ. When I get there everyone looks up and smiles at my happy demeanor. Danny comes over after looking me up and down and pulls down the collar of my shirt, “Knew it!” Chin whistles as Kono exclaims, “Damn boss.” I roll my eyes and chuckle before Chin cuts in, “Someone had one hell of a night. Who’s the lucky girl?” Danny nods in agreement before he purses his lips before thinking and clapping his hands, “WAS IT HER!? God please tell me it was her!” Chin and Kono look at each other and then back at me and Danny and say in unison, “WHO!?” Danny loudly shushes them before looking at me with hopeful eyes. I shrug my shoulder and walk to my office while yelling over my shoulder, “I don’t kiss and tell but I will say, it wasn’t planned or expected.” I hear Danny grumble, “Damn it.”

About ten minutes later Danny pokes his head into my office, “Grace just called, Rachel needs me to run Grace to school and Grace demanded I bring her uncle Steve.”

I get up with a laugh and follow Danny to his car and to his surprise I let him drive. When he tries to start the car it won’t start. He groans, “You have got to be kidding!” I laugh, “It’s fine let’s just take the truck.” He nods in agreement and in mere minutes we’re on our way to get Grace.

The whole way to pick up Grace Danny is interrogating me on who I spent my night with. When Grace hops into the back seat she pokes up between the seats and gives me a quick hug and sits back down causing Danny to scoff, “Where’s my hug?” She shrugs, “Not with me.” I bust out laughing as I head towards the school once Grave is buckled in and Danny glares between Grace and I.

Before anyone has a chance to start a conversation Grace asks, “Who’s clothes are back here?” My eyes widen as I remember Y/N’s clothes are back there. Danny’s interest is piqued and he reaches back to grab the bag from the back seat. He opens the bag and pulls out a pair of lace underwear, “Whoa ho ho, she spending the night?” I grab her underwear from Danny’s hand and shove them back in the bag before yanking it from Danny’s lap, “Stay out of my girlfriends clothes!” Danny’s eyes widen as do Graces before Danny yells, “GIRLFRIEND!? SINCE WHEN!?”

I look back to see Grace a little sad and I ignore Danny, “What’s the matter Gracie?” She meets my eyes before looking down and shrugging, “Nothing.” I look at Danny and he shrugs and Grace speaks up, “It’s just I really wanted you and Ms. Y/L/N to get together.” I look back at her and go to say something before Danny cuts me off, “I know monkey I do too but as long as uncle Steve’s happy we’ll be happy, right?” Grace nods still sad, “I guess so.”

As we walk down the hall to Y/N’s classroom I see Grace is still a little sad but when the door opens and she sees Y/N she smiles causing me to smile and then I hear a little girl and Y/N in a conversation, “Yes Ella?” “Are you okay? You’re limping.” I chuckle at Y/N’s heated face before she answers Ella, “I’m okay Ella, I just had a little incident last night but I assure you I am more than okay.” I snort causing Danny to look at me and my small smirk and then back at Y/N before I see him put the pieces together. He leans over and whispers, “You son of a bitch. It is Y/N isn’t it?” I chuckle a little before nodding and turning to watch Y/N see us. She smiles and blushes a little more before Grace rushes over to her.

When Danny and I are back in the truck he steals the keys from my hand, “We go nowhere until I know when and how the hell this happened?”

I go to grab my keys but he puts them in his pocket furthest away from me. I give him an ‘are you serious’ look and sigh, “Last night.” He gives me a look, “Honest to God, I went over last night and….things happened…..a lot.” Realization crosses his face, “Ohhhh, that’s where you went yesterday when you left the office.” I nodded and he smiled, “You have got to tell Grace. She’ll be happier than anybody. She’s been trying to get me to get you to ask Y/N out since a week after you two met.” I nod, “I know, Y/N and I haven’t really talked about how we’re going to do all that but I know Grace is someone she wants to tell but I also know she’ll want to make sure our relationship is going to go the distance before she gets Gracie’s hope up.”

Danny nods in understanding, “Yeah, I get that, and I honestly respect the decision.”

Time Skip

Y/N’s POV

At the end of the day I stretch as I stand up to dismiss the class. After the kids have left I turn around to see Grace still sitting at her desk. I frown, she’s been upset all day and it’s been bothering me all day. I walk over and kneel beside her and wince a little at the small sting I feel from the action. I put my hand on her shoulder, “Gracie, what’s wrong? You’ve been upset all day.” She sighs and looks at me with sad eyes before sighing, “Uncle Steve has a girlfriend.” My eyes widen and I squeak, “What?” She looked at me and nodded, “Yeah. I found out this morning when he was bringing me to school. I found the bag of clothes of hers on his backseat and when Danno took it and looked through it he pulled out a pair of underwear and uncle Steve took it from him and yelled at him to stay out of his girlfriends stuff.” I bite the inside of my cheek to find the best way to handle the situation, “Well, does he seem happy?” She sighs and nods, “Yeah, he’s really happy.” I smile and nod, “Well then you should be happy for him.” She shrugs, “I want to be but I was hoping he would ask you out.” I choke on my spit but gladly get interrupted by Danny, “Monkey?” Her head swivels as does mine and we both sigh for different reasons me because I can get out of this but also because I see Janice leaning against the wall with a face that says she heard everything and Grace because her father reprimanded her.

Grace gets up and grabs her backpack before walking over to Danny. He looks down at her, “Go stand by the door a minute.” She nods and walks over to the door before he turns to me, “I’m so sorry for that.” I look at him in question and he chuckles, “Don’t worry I know you’re the secret girlfriend, although he’s tight lipped about what happened last night.” I sigh, “Oh thank God. It’s not that I don’t want to tell her, I just don’t want to tell her and things not work out.” He nods before putting his hand on my shoulder, “I know, it’s okay, she can wait a little bit, but you and Steve. You two aren’t going to end, you two have been dancing around each other far too long for you to not be in love with each other.” I smile, “I have a feeling you’re right but I just want to be safe, and I need to talk to Steve about it.” He nods, “I get it and thank you, for taking Grace’s feelings into consideration, it means a lot to me as her father.” I nod and we say our goodbyes.

As soon as they’re out of earshot Janice looks at me, “Oh I so knew it. Gimme details.”

After telling Janice about last night she goes on and on about how she better be the maiden of honor and godmother. I look up as the door to my room opens and Steve walks through. I stand up and grab my things as he looks between me and Janice warily. I chuckle and kiss his cheek, “Relax, she knows.” He relaxes into my touch and nods to Janice before looking at me, “Ready?” I hum before taking his hand and lead him out of my room before waving to Janice.

When Steve and I get back to his place we decide to cook dinner. As we’re cooking dinner I hop onto the island, “Steve, we need to talk.” He spins around and nods before leaning on the counter across from me, “I know.” I sigh, “What do you want from this, from us?” He takes the dish towel off his shoulder before taking a deep breath, “Everything.” I furrow my eyebrows and he continues, “I want the late night talks and the fights and makeups, I want something I never thought I would want.” He moves to stand in between my legs and cups my face, “I want the white picket fence with a dog, kids running around the front yard, and a beautiful wife that puts up with my bullshit.” I chuckle and wrap my arms around his neck, “Good, that’s what I want too, just the husband that I put up with instead of the pretty wife.” He smiles and goes for a kiss but stops right as his lips graze mine, “I didn’t say pretty wife, I said beautiful wife.” I chuckle and pull him into a kiss. Once we break the kiss I make a decision, “One month. After that, we tell Grace and everyone else. Think you can handle a secret for another month because it’s the first day and two people know my identity and like ten more know about your girlfriend just don’t know who she is.” He laughs, “I’ll handle it.”

*One Month Later*

I smile as I see Grace run down the beach behind Steve’s house to give us both a hug. Danny soon joins us followed by all of Steve’s friends. A couple days ago Steve revealed to his team and friends the identity of his girlfriend and today we planned a picnic type thing to tell Grace.

After dinner I share a look with Steve and he nods. I look at Grace, “Gracie, can I talk to you a minute.” She nods before following me down to the beach where Steve is sitting on a beach chair. I sit on the edge of the one beside him before looking at him and then Grace, “Gracie, there’s something Steve and I need to tell you.” She furrows her eyebrows in confusion as Steve speaks up, “You know how I’ve talked about my girlfriend for the past couple weeks?” She nods confused before Steve grabs my knee and I smile, “Gracie, I’m his girlfriend.”

She stands in front of us motionless before our ears are shattered from the squeal that leaves her mouth. She tackles my into a hug and I would have fallen off the chair but Steve was quick to catch us. She stands back up and jumps up and down, “I KNEW IT I KNEW IT!” She looks at Steve before squealing again, “I TOLD YOU SHE WOULD BE MY AUNT! I TOLD YOU SO!” She tackles us both in a hug and we laugh as we share a look over her shoulder that said ‘I love you.’

Danny’s POV

Y/N leads Grace down to the beach and Chin asks, “How do you think she’ll take it?” I shrug, “No clue, she’s grown accustomed to Steve dating someone but she’s vowed to hate her for all eternity for stealing Steve from Y/N.” Everyone laughs before we hear a squeal and watch as she almost knocks Y/N off her chair before Steve catches them. Kono chuckles when we hear Grace yell I told you so to both of them, “Seems like she’s taking it well.” I nod with a smile, “Oh yeah, so how do you think she’s going to react when they tell her they’re moving in together?”

#steve mcgarrett #steve mcgarrett x reader #smut #hawaii five oh #hawaii #hawaii five 0 #fluff #danny williams #kono kalakaua #chin ho kelly

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Past Fights and Bloodlines

Pairing: Danny Williams x McGarrett!reader, Steve McGarrett x McGarrett!reader (Cousins)

Characters: McGarrett!reader (Cousin), Steve McGarrett, Danny Williams, Chin Ho Kelly, Kono Kalakaua

Warnings: Fluff, hehe I love this so much, Danny and reader met once years ago, I am hinting at the one wresting movie Scott Caan did in the early 2000′s, why was this so much fun to write?, this is purely Hawaii Five-0 crack, Steve acting more like an older brother than he does a cousin, reader wants Danny for herself and Steve can’t stop you, ignore Chin’s one semi cringey comment (no regrets)

Word Count: 1,382

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"There's a fight in town," Steve brings up out of nowhere as you mess with the items on his desk.

"And?"

He watches you, wondering why you’re not as enthused as him. "And? I'm asking if my favorite cousin wants to go."

You glance up at him with furrowed brows. "Steve, I'm you're only cousin."

He rolls his eyes. "So, you wanna go or not?"

"I never said no. Let's go." You push yourself out of your chair.

"It's not for another three hours."

You spin around to stare at him, holding the back of the chair. "Yeah, I know. You're treating me to dinner before we go."

"Oh, am I?"

"You dragged me here for a case, the least you can do is take me to dinner."

"I like her," Danny smiles, standing in the doorway of Steve's office.

"Shut up, Danno."

You take a step away from the chair and smile at your cousin's partner. "Thank you, Daniel."

"Danny," he corrects you.

"Daniel sounds better, I'll use Danny for when you're in trouble. Don't cross me."

He nods and looks away from you. "Don't cross you, got it."

"Now if you'll excuse us. Steven and I are going to dinner and then go to the fight."

"Ooh, where you guys going?"

"Don't know," you shrug. "You wanna come. He's paying."

Steve stands up, trying to chime in. "He doesn't-"

"I'd love to. Thank you for inviting me."

"We have much to talk about."

"Yes, yes we do." He holds his arm out, gesturing for you to go out first.

"Thank you."

"Of course, I'm not an animal."

"No, you are not. You're more polite than some people."

Danny smirks as you two walk by Chin and Kono.

Steve exits his office and mutters to himself. "I'm going to regret this, aren't I?"

"Not at all, boss," Kono pats his shoulder.

"It's going to be an entertaining night for you," Chin adds.

"I don't like you two right now."

"That's okay. We still love you, big Kuhuna."

Steve shakes his head and jogs out of the room, needing to catch up to you two before more bonding happens.

"I'll be back, do either of you want a beer or something?" You ask.

Steve nods, giving you, his order.

"No thank you. I'd like to be able to get through story time without any issues."

You nod. "I'll be back."

It takes you a few minutes before you make it to the seats. "Oh sorry. Excuse me. Coming through." You managed to get on the opposite side from where the others were and sigh, walking back towards them.

"Sorry, excuse me." You start walking down the aisle. "Excuse me."

You're three people away from your crew.

"I finally made- woah."

Danny places his hands on your waist, preventing you from bumping into him and him into you.

You smile at him, "thank you, Daniel."

"No problem."

"Steve, your drink."

Once you get situated, you begin to relax.

You scream and shout for the wrestler you want to win, which makes Danny raise a brow. Not entirely expecting you to be so into it.

You enjoy yourself until someone bumps into you, spilling your food. "Hey, jerkwad."

The guy turns around and shrugs you off.

"You spill my food; you pay for another."

"You're the one that was in my way."

"Are you serious?"

"Go bug someone else lady."

"Oh, you-"

Danny grabs you and pulls you back before you can attack the rude guy as Steve steps forward, taking care of the situation. "Let's not hurt the guy, no matter how rude he was and sit back down."

"I don't even care that he bumped into me, and I spilled my food. It's the price. I paid for Steve's beer and my small snack which is now on the floor-"

"I know. How about this, after the match. I take you out to get something to make up for his jerky behavior."

You spin around in his arms, staring at him for a few seconds. "I think we can arrange that, and I promise I won't keep you for long since you have story time tonight."

"I appreciate that."

"Then it's a date."

"A- a date?"

You think he doesn't want to go on a date with you, making you rethink your question. "Not a date?"

"No, no. I never said that."

"Good, I think we'll have a good time."

"Why're you so happy?" Steve asks you as you step inside.

"No reason. I'm going to bed. Night."

"No, no. Get back here and tell me why Danny just pulled out of my driveway."

"I was on a date."

"You are not allowed to date coworkers."

"I can date whoever I want. It's not like any of you have ever followed that rule."

"This is different-"

"Why? Because I'm your family and you don't want William’s blood to taint the McGarrett bloodline if we ever get that far."

"Oh, gross!"

"Grow up, Steven. He's going to be coming around a lot more, whether you like it or not."

Danny texted you saying he's here.

You walk down the stairs with a pep in your step as you stand in front of the door, fixing your hair (Danny does the same). "Hi, Daniel."

"How many times am I going to tell you to call me Danny."

"Every day, if you'd like."

"Oh, is that right?" He smirks.

"Come on in. I'm about to make coffee. You want some?"

"I would, thank you." He barely takes his eyes off you as you close the door.

“You’re really into the fight, when- uh- when that’d happen?”

You shrug, “I’ve always been into wrestling.”

“You reminded me of this one time; I went when I was a teenager, and I took this guy I knew years ago. We sat next to this girl who was basically like you were yesterday and then my friend came back and bumped into her, spilling everything she got all over the lap.”

“The same thing happened to me. My family and I just moved to this one town and my dad was working while mom was doing her thing in the navy. I was having a bad day and I- wrestling was my only out. I never participated in it but watching it was my escape. Anyway, this dumbass came around and bumped into me. His friend pulled him away before I could, well, do anything.”

“Oh, really?” He asks with interest. “The girl my friend ran into reached over me and socked him. I think-”

That reminds you of the scar on your hand. “Yeah, and I ripped my knuckle on his braces.”

“- She ripped her knuckle on his braces.”

Your eyes widen. “Holy.”

“Wow.”

You clap your hands together. "How about breakfast?"

"Are you cooking?"

"Steve's not back from his run yet, so it'll be me cooking."

"I'll accept."

You push him away, letting him settle on top of the counter on the side of the stove. "How about you make the coffee and I work on breakfast?"

"Deal."

"Do you know how the coffee machine works?"

"I think I can figure it out."

"Great, you get started on the coffee and I'll do my thing."

Steve locks the door behind him and opens his mouth to call out for you, only to hear laughter coming from the kitchen. He rolls his eyes and wanders to the kitchen. "I don't like this."

"Too bad. He's hot and I like him."

"Please don't ever say that again."

"No, please say it again. I'm what?" Danny smiles at you.

"You're hot and I like you."

"Thank you. You, yourself look phenomenal."

"You're such a charmer."

"I'm going to the office before I need to bleach my eyes."

"Okay, just hope we don't need to bleach the kitchen."

Danny's eyes widen and his jaw drops.

You cover his mouth and quietly shush him. "Go along with it," you whisper.

"If I smell even a drop of-"

"Go away, Steve." He shakes his head and walks out of his house, trying to erase any kind of traumatic vision you put in his mind.

"Did you figure out the coffee machine?"

"I think I broke it."

"I'll buy him a new one later."

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YA'ABURNEE DRABBLE [HYBRID! BTS OT7 X HUMAN! READER]

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summary: sneak peek of hyrbid ot7 x human reader "ya'aburnee" imagine (coming soon). The boys are patiently yet eagerly waiting for you at home, knowing you had another action-packed day, and can't wait to smother you and make sure you safely return home. But come to find out that you are injured at the front door in the arms of your older colleague, and to make matters worse, how and why you were injured. (Y/N *reader* is a bit stubborn here lol)

genre: hybrid au | minor angst | fluff | slight humor

pairing: hybrid bts ot7 × human officer reader (mackenzie valley wolf! namjoon, giant cheetah! jin, snow leopard! yoongi, wolverine! hoseok, kodiak bear! taehyung, maned wolf! jimin, golden jackal! jungkook)

warnings: mentions of injury

word count: 3,988 (kind of got carried away)

masterpost | pt. 1

copyright © 2022 by kumiko. all rights reserved. my works or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without express written permission from me except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

"Chin, I'm really fine." You try to convince your platonic older brother when he finally stops in front of your apartment complex.

In disbelief, he scoffs. "Y/N, you went into an extraction mission alone, completely outnumbered, and as a result, you were nearly killed."

"Okay, technically I didn't go alone. I had Kono on standby, ready to call backup if anything went sideways." You argued.

He deadpans at you. "Yeah, exactly, stand by. While you went in to save Steve by yourself."

"What were you thinking?!"

You sigh, looking away. "Getting McGarrett back... They were going to torture him further if I haven't broken him out, and it was my fault anyways!"

"You could've called me or Danny- or better yet, all of us to help you! You shouldn't have gone by yourself Y/N, you could've died!"

"They could've killed McGarrett if I haven't got there! And they weren't going to kill me, I had it under control... kind of." You mumbled the last part.

Chin exhales deeply. "You're lucky Kono called us in time and not having been far from your location."

You hesitated, realizing he was correct. You were a bit foolish to go on your now not-so-secret rescue mission into enemy territory without the proper support and guns. But they had to realize that you were growing impatient and that every second and minute that passed without getting any closer to saving Steve meant losing him to you bit by bit, something you couldn't have. You knew they wanted him back as much as you did, but with your worst fears overwhelming you, you made the impulsive choice to get McGarrett, leaving yourself exposed.

"Look, I know you want to protect all of us and do everything you can to help us when we're in trouble, but you need to understand that you can't do it all on your own. Sometimes you simply have to accept that some things aren't meant to be done alone; you need people, a team, and a family, and that's what we're here for. Second, you can't blame yourself for something beyond your control. You can't shield everyone from danger as much as you want because it can and will happen, either way. It will be difficult, but you have to accept it." He explains tenderly, looking at you with gentle eyes.

You trail your eyes up at him. "I know... I'm sorry, Chin..."

"Thank you for being there for me when I needed it."

He softly smiles. "Of course, you know I love you, right?"

"I know, I love you too." You nod returning the smile.

"Ohana mau loa." [Hawaiian Translation: Family forever]

"Ohana mau loa." You whispered as Chin pulled your foreheads together.

You stay together for a few more seconds until Chin separates. "Well, I hope you're ready for when you enter your apartment."

"Why would I need to be prepared?" Your brow furrows.

"Oh, you don't know? You'll see what I mean." He says this with a sly smile as he gets out of the car and walks up to your side.

He swings open your door and puts his arm under your armpits, hoisting you out of the car. "I can walk up to my door, thank you very much."

"Oh really?" He raises his brows. "Okay, fine, try taking another step without me."

He lets you go, and you try to regain your balance while hobbling with your sprained left ankle and clutching your aching side. You take another stride, certain that you can walk on your own, only to stumble and nearly fall, but quickly recover stability by gripping Chin's car.

From behind you, you could feel his smug grin. And when you slowly turn to face him, you scowl at the mocking expression on his face.

"Say it." His obnoxious smirk never faltered.

You continue to glare at him. "I need your help to get to the door..."

His smile widens. "What's the magic word?"

"What are you, five?" You squint at him.

"Actually, thirty-four. Twelve years older than you, so show some respect and say it." He replies.

You snort. "Old man. But a brain of a child."

"Oh, so you want me to leave you here. Fine by me." He takes a step back to the driver's seat.

"No-! Wait!" You briefly grumble under your breath. "Can you please take me up to my door?"

"Now was that so hard?" He then approaches you, throwing your arm across his shoulders.

"Shut up."

Despite Chin's persistence to assist you to your apartment door, you did your best to lessen the weight and carry your own instead.

"You realize that the whole point of me helping you is to relieve you of the burden of doing all of the work yourself. Yet, you keep at it. He calls you out.

You drew your lips into a line. "I know... It's a habit, you know I'm not used to this."

"Yeah, but why don't you try to break that habit, like I said, you have people who care about you for a reason." He reminds you.

You nod. "I'll try."

Fortunately, your apartment building had elevators, so getting you to the third floor wasn't too problematic. Chin leads you two down the balcony, passing several of your neighbors' doors, to your front door.

You and Chin both notice the lights still on from the windows as you reach your apartment entrance. "Why are they still up? It's half past eleven."

Chin chuckles. "You're really asking that?"

You scrunch your brows. "Yes? Is that wrong?"

"Oh, dear Y/N, you have so much to learn, you're so oblivious." He laughs.

You grimace at his taunts. "What are you talking about? No, I'm not. And what are you doing?"

You interrupt Chin as he has his fist raised against the door. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm going to knock on the door."

"I have the key."

"You're not going to walk in by yourself, also it's better this way." He says.

"What do you mean 'better this way'? You don't have to bother them, Chin."

"Trust me, Y/N. They'd want to come to the front door for this." His mischievous smile returns.

You narrow your eyes. "I don't like this."

He ignores you and proceeds to noisily bang on your front door, making you cringe. "Did you have to knock that loud? They're hybrids, they have heightened hearing."

"You never know." He sings songs cheekily, causing you to roll your eyes.

And within just two minutes the door opens, revealing a particularly happy bear-hybrid.

"Hey, what time is it? It's pretty late, isn't Y/N supposed to be home now?" Jimin peeks into the living room where Namjoon, Jungkook, and Taehyung sat on the long couch.

Jimin pouted as all three of the hybrids shrugged in response to their mate's question. He then enters the kitchen, where the three oldest were, Jin and Hoseok busy cleaning dishes, and Yoongi is seated at the island dining table, where all eight plates full of food were becoming colder by the minute, concentrating on his cell phone doing knows what.

"Does anyone realize how late it is now? Y/N isn't home yet." If you were there, you could have heard the pout in Jimin's words.

Upon hearing the maned wolf hybrid's voice, the three oldest turn their heads. "It is kind of late, it's already eleven-thirty."

"And the food is cold." Yoongi says, almost monotonously.

Jimin whines. "I miss her already. She should be home now, what if something happened to her? She did mention she had an important case today."

Hoseok's ears flatten; the wolverine hybrid was terrified of being hurt, or worse, having anyone close to him hurt. Being trapped in the fighting ring for so many years had its toll on him; he was never really a fighter in the first place, but rather a lover, as the saying goes.

"D-don't say that. I-I'm sure Y/N's okay. She was most likely caught up with paperwork at their office." He reassures Jimin, but if he were being truly honest, he mostly just meant to comfort himself more as the idea of it scares him.

"I'm sorry Hobi-hyung, you're probably right, I'm just overreacting." Jimin's face softens.

"Would you guys feel better if we called her?" Jin proposed, and Hoseok and Jimin nodded in agreement.

Jin shifts his gaze to Yoongi, who is still clutching his phone, almost as if he's talking to him telepathically to make the call. But before Yoongi could place his finger on your contact, a loud knock echoed throughout the apartment, alerting all seven hybrids.

Their ears twitch at the sudden sound, and all three of them hurry out of the kitchen to the living room, where Namjoon, Jungkook, and Taehyung were still sitting, albeit with puzzled expressions.

"Is that Y/N at the door? Doesn't she usually have the keys?" Jungkook questions.

"Yeah, she does. Taehyung, could you open the door?" Namjoon responds, and Taehyung rises from the couch and walks up to the front door.

His nose twitches slightly as he picks up your faint scent, confirming that you're behind the door. He then grips the knob, with his boxy smile across his face, swinging the door open.

But the moment he sets his gaze on you, his smile fades almost instantly. It takes him a brief second, but he notices your bruised face and slouched posture against your male colleague. And, although he could detect your scent, he could also sense the overpowering scent of the man who was so so close to you. He tries to suppress the urge to growl in his throat, making a silent decision to scent you later on.

"Hey, Tae." You croaked, flashing a lopsided smile.

"Y/N..." He stutters at your appearance.

"May we come in?" Chin stares between you two.

Taehyung snaps out of his daze and walks aside. "Y-yes, of course."

Chin assists you in entering your apartment, as Taehyung watches you limping against the older man. A joyful voice greets you as soon as you come into view of the last six hybrids in the living room. "Y/N! I was beginning to worry that you—"

The cheerfulness vanished as soon as they laid eyes on you, causing him to frown along with the others; this doesn't go missed by you. "Hey, guys..."

"Y/N, what happened?" Jimin approaches you with worried eyes.

You beam him the smile that they all adore, unknowingly leaving a blooming feeling in all of their hearts. "Nothing wrong, Chimmy, I'm okay."

Chin rolls his eyes at your remark. "And by 'I'm okay,' she means a sprained ankle, fractured ribs, and a minor stab wound in the gut."

You whack Chin's shoulder as their eyes widen at the last words. "They didn't need to know that!"

You return your gaze to your seven roommates. "Ignore him, he's being dramatic."

"Sure I am." He suddenly releases you, causing you to stagger in your stance.

"Well, go on." He smiles, finally realizing what he's doing, which makes you scowl mentally.

You give them a nervous grin as they stare you down, waiting for you to move so they can see how serious your injuries are. You gulped and stood up straight without cupping your painful ribs, you took a tentative step, and as you put your weight down, your legs buckled and almost fell to the floor.

"Y/N!" Namjoon and Jungkook quickly sprang off the couch as they all exclaimed. Jin and Yoongi rushed forward as Jimin and Taehyung followed suit being the closest, extending their hands forward to catch you.

"You're not okay!" Jimin grips your right arm, while Taehyung does the same with the other.

"That's what I've been trying to say. And so did the doctor, you know, the medical professional whose life's work is to treat and diagnose all that is wrong with the human body." Chin snides obviously intended at you.

"Alright, I get it. But believe me when I say I'll be okay; all I need is a good night's sleep and I'll be back at work tomorrow."

"You're insane if you think you'll be able to go back to work like this." Jin scowls.

"But Jinnie..." You nearly whine.

"No, he's right Y/N. You're not going back to work tomorrow; instead, you're staying at home. Taking a week off, as instructed by the doctor." Chin cuts you off.

Your eyes widened. "A week?! But what about work?!"

He chuckles. "As for work, you'll be doing file reorganization. I'll drop over the materials tomorrow morning."

"You're going to make me do paperwork. Are you serious?" You stare at him in disbelief.

"Yes, I am. Steve's words, not mine. Which you will hear an earful from him, I should warn you." He responded.

You groan. "I know, I'm dreading it."

He puts up his hands in surrender. "You asked for it when you infiltrated enemy territory alone and severely outnumbered."

"WHAT?!" You winced at their reaction as they all shrieked out once again. "Chin, seriously, leave."

"Okay, okay I'm leaving. But you're staying at home, L/N, that's an order." Once Chin used your last name, the deal was sealed; there was no more room for debate.

You huff in defeat. "Yes, Lieutenant Kelly."

"Good." He next turns his attention to your seven housemates. "Make certain she doesn't do anything dumb and leaves the house."

Everyone curtly nods. "Don't worry, she's not going anywhere anytime soon."

"I'll take my leave then, see you tomorrow Y/N." As he leaves your apartment, you gave him a wave in return.

When the door closes, silence fills the air as you wait for the seven hybrids to speak. But, to your surprise, Jimin scoops you up and carries you bridal-style, making you squeal. "Jimin!"

"Taehyung prepare a bath for her. Make sure it's warm." Jimin orders the bear hybrid, who nods and walks ahead of the pair of you.

"Jimin, you don't need to carry me, put me down."

"No."

You pout. "Jiminnnn—"

"You heard Chin, Y/N- how could you say you're okay when you're seriously injured! You even have a stab wound!" He scolds you.

"Well- he said it's minor!"

"Doesn't make it any better." He scrutinizes you.

"Once you're finished with your bath, you have a lot of explaining to do, Missy." You heard Jin behind you two as Jimin enters your room.

You carefully exited your warm bath and drained the soap-filled water when you finished your bath. You notice the folded clean clothing on your sink counter and smile at how thoughtful the boys are about your well-being. You leave the bathroom and enter your room, where you are welcomed by Taehyung, who appeared to be waiting for you just outside your bathroom door.

"Taehy-" You squeak once again as Taehyung sweeps you up and carries you bridal-style, just as Jimin had done previously.

"You almost missed dinner." Taehyung says as he carries you out of your room and into the living room.

"If I'm supposed to have dinner, why are we heading to the living room?" You asked.

"So we can watch you and cuddle you." He responds, making you snort and smile.

"Oh, something amusing to you?" He arches his brow.

With a smirk still on your lips, you shook your head. "It's just the way you said, it was a little funny."

"I'm funny to you?"

"No, you're cute when you try to be mad at me." You stifle another chuckle.

He scoffs. "Glad you find it amusing." Well, you were right. Even if he tried, he could never be upset at you. After all, you were his mate, and even if you didn't even know it, his animal part and human counterpart won't allow any negative feelings about you to fester for long.

He eventually places you on the couch, between Jin and Yoongi, while the others gather on the floor, around the coffee and the seven plates of food.

"Now that you're here, you need to tell us what happened. But first, you need to eat; you almost missed dinner since you came home late." Jin demands, holding a plate and a fork.

You nod, and as you reach for a dish on the coffee table, your hand is swatted away, and you turn to look at the person who slapped your hand, Jin. "What?"

"I'm feeding you."

"Jinnie, I think I can feed myself. I'm injured but my arms and hands are still functional." You laugh.

"Your ribs are fractured, and you were stabbed. You should limit movement that can affect those areas." Jin said. "I know you hate feeling dependant, but please allow us to help you, Y/N."

Your eyes were drawn to his puppy-like eyes as he awaited your approval. You pause for a bit before sighing softly and nodding. "Okay, just for you guys."

He grins with his lips, displaying his adorable bread cheeks, which makes everyone else smile. He then picks up several pieces of your food and begins feeding them to you. "Now, explain Missy."

So you proceeded to tell how you received an anonymous message detailing Steve's location with the order to come alone. And, even though you knew it was most likely a trap, you weren't about to disregard what may be a lead to rescuing your boss. But you also weren't stupid, so you let Kono come along but remain hidden and strictly listened to your word. When you finally breached the location, you anticipated being surrounded, but you weren't prepared for the number of men that would face you.

Seriously, a dozen men for a lone girl? Do they really think you're that much of a threat? It was a precarious situation, but you had to admit that it stroked your ego a little to be regarded as so dangerous that you needed so many people against you. And from there, it was obvious how the story unfolded, which led to you being hurt to the point of unconsciousness and returning home late with the help of Chin.

When you finished telling the incident, the room became quiet for what seemed like hours as the seven of them processed the information until a raspy voice pierced the void. "Ya, are you crazy?"

You jerked your head, finding Yoongi staring at you, and you responded with a guilty smile. "Maybe?"

"Who are they anyway?" Asked Namjoon.

You sigh. "I don't know, that's what we've been trying to figure out the entire time but we got nothing. The only reasonable conclusion we have been able to come to so far is that they are the same people we dealt with in the Nakama and Sulgi case, which led us to Korea."

"But it wouldn't make sense for them to come all this way for that." You stated.

"What if they're the same ones that are looking for us?" Jungkook questions.

You shook your head. "No, I highly doubt that. If it were true, they would have come long ago. I don't think those people even know you've left the country."

You then notice the mix of doubtful and concerned expressions on their faces. "Hey- Hey, guys, it's okay. You guys are safe. They're not after you. It's me they want, I was the one who killed a lot of their men, anyway."

"They just want revenge."

"And that's exactly what we're worried about." Jin glanced at you with the same worried doe-eyes as Jimin had when you came in earlier.

"Oh, Jinnie, you don't have to be worried about me—" You attempt to reassure him.

"But that's the thing, we care about you, so much Y/N. We will be worried for you, I mean, just look at you!" Taehyung exasperates. "You can hardly walk, and it's obvious that you were nearly beaten to death!"

"But I wasn't! I'm not dead, I'm still here!" You yelled back, but the minute you realized you raised your voice at them, you felt regretful. You knew they only wanted you to be safe; being a cop and dealing with serious crimes on a regular basis isn't exactly the safest job. There will be occasions when you are confronted with the most gruesome scenes, pushed into life-threatening situations, or forced to make difficult decisions that will affect not only you but everyone else involved.

Despite Jin's protests, you rose from the couch and approached Taehyung. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell."

"I know you were all terrified when you saw me walk through the door. But I promise you that I'm not leaving anytime soon." You tenderly cup his face, staring at him with the most sparkling, purest eyes he's ever seen, making it impossible for him to break away.

You both locked gazes until he drew you into him, and wrapped his arms around you. "You better not. I don't- I mean, we don't know what we would do without you."

You chuckle in his chest. "Don't say that, you guys will still have each other."

"But it will never be the same without you." Hoseok says, making you to release Taehyung from the hug which causes him to whine.

"Y/N, c-can we see?" Jimin sweetly asks, catching your attention, and you nod in reply.

"Come back to the couch, first. I don't want you standing for too long." Jin orders, and you giggle at his attitude. "Yes, Jinnie."

You return to the couch, but before you can sit down, you're dragged by your elbow into the lap of a certain snow leopard hybrid. You yelp, as you land on Yoongi's lap, eliciting a low growl from Jin. "Ya! Be careful with her, she's hurt, for god sake."

"You smell." Yoongi says flatly, making blood rush to your cheeks in embarrassment.

"But I just had a bath." You muttered as Yoongi's cheek rubbed against your head.

"He's not talking about that. It just- you were... How should I put this...?" Taehyung struggles to explain.

"You reek of that man from earlier." Yoongi states, monotonously once again.

"O-oh... Does it make you feel better if you scented me?" You queried bewildered.

"Yes, but seems like Yoongi is already doing it." Jin answers while glaring at the snow leopard, who ignores him. "Is it alright with you?"

"Of course, whatever makes you guys feel better." You confirm, then you suddenly hear purring from behind you.

"Okay, that's enough—sorry, Yoongi goes a little too far at times." Jin apologized, and you shook your head. "No need to apologize; it's perfectly fine with me. You don't have to stop if you don't want to Yoongs."

"I actually like it, and the purring is relaxing." And with that, you've inadvertently caused another major spark in their hearts. Unbeknownst to you, they've mentally decided to scent you as much as possible now that they've been given the green light.

"So, can we..." Jungkook spoke out, drawing your focus away from Yoongi's actions. "O-oh, yeah. Just don't freak out, okay?"

"Well, we can try, but we can't guarantee anything." Jimin replies.

You mumbled an 'okay,' then began lifting the hems of your shirt, revealing your horribly bruised abdomen with a small size gauze pasted your epigastric area. You can see their breath hitch as it comes into full view for them, and you can feel Yoongi's grip on you tighten slightly.

"Jesus, Y/N... This is- this is bad." Namjoon whispers. "Is that where your stab wound is?"

You nod, and their frowns deepen even further. "That's too close to your artery."

"Well, their aiming sucks." You made a joke, but their lack of smiles caused you to pout. "Too soon?"

Jin leans forward. "Can I see it?" Without saying anything, you start to peel away the medical tape, slowly exposing the blood-red slender wound, the one that was far too close to your heart. Upon seeing it, you hear several low growls.

Then Jungkook advances toward you and takes your hands. "We'll find out who did this, Y/N, and they'll be sorry." They hurt you, and they hurt you real bad. If it had been an inch higher, it could have pierced your heart, and then what? You would have died.

And that thought infuriates them, enrages them even, but they try hard to conceal such emotions in front of you. Nobody ever hurts their mate and gets away with it. It hasn't been a long time, but you've become such an important person in their lives that they aren't going to let you go for a while.

"Thank you, Kook, unfortunately, we won't be catching them anytime soon, but I'll give you first dibs when we do." You give him a cheeky smile.

"From this night on, you will be resting. We'll take care of you for the next seven days." Namjoon asserts. "No ifs and buts, okay?"

You huff and cross your arms like a child, which they find endearing. "Okay."

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