A/N. This is a series of one shot, drabble-y type things. They're more or less in chronological order, and they're all about Danny and Don.
They have a strange relationship. They push each other away at the same time as willing the other to stay. Their friendship can get strained sometimes because of it. Secrets are hard to keep when you're so close to fighting, as well as making up, in the middle of the workplace.
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"Don't walk away from me Messer! We're not done!" Flack sighed, he knew there was no point shouting at Danny's back.
"Yes we are, Don," Danny called back, not even bothering to raise his voice. He knew Flack knew him well enough to sense the exasperation in his tone. This wasn't the time to resolve this. Danny left, and Don didn't follow him. He knew better than that. It was best just to let things settle and come back to it later.
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Mac looked up as Danny's fist collided with the nearest locker. Without flinching or changing his expression, Mac sighed.
"Everything alright?" Danny looked down at his boss, who was sitting on the bench and looking at him patiently. Slowly, he shook his head.
"I had a fight with Flack," Danny sighed. "It's nothing, really." Mac sighed and nodded. He didn't know the true nature of Flack and Danny's relationship; he just assumed it was a disagreement between friends. Turning around, Mac saw Flack approaching the door to the locker room. Without a word he stood up and left them alone. Danny turned around slowly, looking at Don with uncertainty and a residual anger still in his eyes. Flack took a few steps towards Danny, silently surveying the man before him. Eventually, Danny turned to fully face Flack.
"I'm sorry," Don whispered. Danny sighed softly before stepping forward and leaning his head on Flack's chest in silent acceptance. Smiling softly, Don let his hand ghost over Danny's back, happy in the knowledge that all was forgiven.