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Steve

"You're so beautiful." I look up at Danny where he's lying beside me, leaning on his arm. Beautiful? I'm not beautiful. How can I be after the things I've seen, the things I've done, all the scars that cover my body? But Danny is perfect in every way possible. Danny is amazing. He wears his heart on his sleeve and isn't afraid to let people know it. He saved me from a world filled with pain and darkness. I shake my head no and reply, "You're beautiful, Danny."

Confusion is clearly visible in his eyes. "You don't think you're beautiful?" He acts like this is the most insane thing he's ever heard. "I'm not. Attractive, maybe. Beautiful, no." I'm not that special. Not when I don't even know how to express myself.

Not when the only thing that matters is Danny and who knows how much longer I have before he realizes I'm not worth it and leaves.

"No. Don't do that. Don't try to hide from me. Not now. And don't make that face. The one that says 'how are you still here'. I don't want to see that face again. I'm here because I love you. I'm here because you and Grace are my world. So don't. Don't think you're not good enough, because you're my everything."

Danny

I watch Steve get up and go for his morning swim. I can tell he still doesn't believe me. If I could revive John McGarrett I would just so I could punch him in the face and tell him he made the biggest mistake in sending Steve and Mary away. I know I would be missed if something happened to me but Steve doesn't. His family is gone except for Mary and they barely talk. There's nobody but me around to tell him he means something.

I go downstairs and get a bottle of water from the fridge before I go to the lanai and watch him swim like I always do. I used to be so scared of just how much I love him. I never loved anyone else like this, not even Rachel and I was almost completely destroyed by the divorce. One day he'll understand if something happened to him I would be lost. Even Grace would have a hard time bringing my back to myself.

Steve stands up in the water when he's too close to shore to swim anymore and as always, it takes my breath away. With his muscles rippling as he walks and the water making its path down his chest, he reminds me of a Greek god. No one should be allowed to look this amazing.

I hand him the water bottle I brought with me and he nods his head in thanks. He tilts his head down and I lean up to kiss him. Even after so long together, it still feels just as good as the first time and I know I'll never get tired of kissing him.

One day I'll make him believe. One day I'll find a way to show him how beautiful he is to me.

As always I hope you liked it. If not don't be afraid to tell me.

~Five-0Forever