Danny's P.O.V:
The morning sun of Hawaii, is filtering through a gap in the curtain and shining down on the bed that I'm lying in as I lay there, looking quietly at Steve McGarrett - my Partner and friend - as he calmly sleeps then shuffling under the covers, I snuggle up against him.
He moans slightly, placing his arm around me and holds me close, because ever since being kidnapped by Wo Fat - he had been needed my company more than ever - then feel him move his hand, which I move back up. He had been doing that a lot lately, his hand straying downwards to my hip and was concerned that he would find out my deepest secret.
That in fact my body was female, yet I had been born male. Doctors had called it Genetic Transgender Anomaly and I hated the fact that I couldn't tell him the truth.
That was why, I didn't go to his bed wearing nothing - like he had once done - just a t-shirt, boxers and a binder to keep my breasts hidden. He had been drunk, that night and KamaKona had noticed that, when we had been celebrating Steve's birthday.
He soon moans again and feel something vibrating between us, which makes me place my hand between our bodies to collect the offending object as he suddenly gives a hitched gasp.
"Danno, please tell me that isn't your hand." He says, while I blush fully and quickly move my hand away, bringing the phone out to check who is calling now of the morning.
"Uh..no it was my phone." I said, while seeing I've missed a call from Rachel and place it on the bedside chest of drawers then lay back down again, while he turns to face the other way with his back to me.
Sighing, I stretched and arch my back slightly to wake myself up as I needed a cup of coffee then swinging my legs out the bed, place them on them on the floor.
Freshened up from the shower, I head downstairs and over to the kitchen to put the kettle on to make a cup of coffee to fully wake myself up. The floorboards above my head creak, telling me he was out of bed and going for his routine shower then going to cupboard get out a mug.
I couldn't believe that by accident, I had touched him when retrieving my phone and begin to wonder should I have said yes to him. Going back over to the kettle with the mug, I pour the hot water in and place the coffee in the mug, followed by some milk then stirring it with teaspoon, just stare out at the garden.
An image comes into my mind of me and him, having a child together and enjoying having our own family, while Gracie would get her wish of having another little brother or sister.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He asks me, leaning against the doorframe and looking at me, while I place the teaspoon down then feel him come up to me, turning me so I face him as I turn my face to one side, because I feel ashamed of myself that I don't have the courage to tell.
"Nothing's wrong. I just need to lay down, that's all." I said, while I did feel lightheaded and head upstairs, only to feel my legs give out of me as a muffled thump sounds.
He comes over and helps me up, holding me close to him as I breathe in his cologne that he is put on then before I'm thinking about, reach up to his lips with my own. I gently place them against his to test his reaction in case he didn't like it and soon feel him tentively kiss me back, pushing me gently up against the wall then lifting me up, while I wrap my legs around his waist.
He is breathing heavily through his nostrils and let's go to look at me, seeing my flushed face, expanded pupils and slightly swollen lips then bends down to my neck, which makes me tilt my head backwards as I gasp softly at the touch of his lips. He trails them up and down, in way that makes me moan heavily at the feeling and rub myself against him as I feel myself getting wet down below between my thighs.
He moves me away from the wall and carries me upstairs, still kissing me then into his bedroom, where he shuts the door with his foot and over to the bed.