Danny pulled out his keys as he walked up the stairs to his shared house. He had just finished his paperwork at the office and was ready to fall asleep on the couch, feeling too lazy to walk to his bedroom. As he closed the door and tossed his keys on the small coffee table in the back of the room, he was suddenly tackled and forced up the wall, a pair of lips roughly connecting to his. He gasped and Steve took this opportunity to slip his tongue into the wet caverns of Danny's mouth. Danny closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around the neck of his lover, taking in the pure bliss and total heaven that his partner was giving him. He smiled into the kiss; he waited far too long today just to see his lover. About a week ago, they had gotten into a gun fight without any vests and Steve had gotten shot twice, once in the stomach and once in the thigh. Danny had only gotten shot in the arm. While Danny only had to stay in the hospital for a few hours, Steve was left in bed for about a week. Danny and the rest of Five-0 had been pulled onto another case just a few days later and none of them had gotten home until today.
When Steve finally pulled away, the two took deep breathes until Danny asked, "You feeling better already?"
Steve attacked Danny's neck, his muffled response, "Mm-hmm," answered Danny's question.
"Oh god, Steve," moaned Danny. "Hey, can we take this somewhere else? Like, somewhere more comfortable?"
Steve pulled away and smirked at Danny. "Sure."
He carried Danny bridal style and hurried to their bedroom. He tossed Danny onto the bed and tackled him, after kicking the door shut.
Yup, just another normal day