A/N: Wowwwww 2000 hits since I uploaded the story just over a day ago! So I wanted to update this tiny little bit today :') Thank you so so much guys, I'm overwhelmed ;D I really hope that you're liking it so far I'm having a lot of fun writing this.

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Part Four

After dinner and washing up duties were done Danny sent Grace upstairs to shower and change into her pyjamas whilst the two adults set up the Saturday night movie in the lounge. As he manoeuvred the popcorn bowl over from the microwave he caught Steve watching his movements fondly.

"You alright babe?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah? What, no sarcastic remark?

"Not this time."

Steve grinned and sauntered over to the detective, reaching over Danny's shoulder to grab a piece of the popcorn in his hand. He paused in his motion and dropped his chin down onto his partner's shoulder, nuzzling his nose into the side of his neck and inhaling deeply.

"Mmm, Danny-"

A coil of heat started forming in Danny's stomach at the intimate husky whisper and he grasped the muscly biceps as he turned to face the other man. He licked his lips in nervous anticipation when he came face to face with the Adonis that was Steven J McGarrett.

"Danno I'm done!" Grace called as her footsteps pounded down the stairs, and Danny broke away from their embrace; his face colouring slightly as his daughter entered.

"Good girl come on then," he muttered, herding Grace off in the direction of the lounge whilst determinedly fixing his eyes on anything but Steve's heated stare.

"Hey monkey,look at me for a sec." Danny spoke up halfway through Descipable Me. Grace obediently turned her head away from the TV obediently. She was snuggled up on Steve's lap as the three sprawled on the couch.

" Oh Gracie you still have pasta sauce on your face."

"Where?"

"Right…Here" He laughed, reaching out and flicking his beloved daughter on the nose. Grace squealed indignantly and shrank back into the Navy seal who proceeded to tickle attack her ribs. "No, noooooo stop mercy!" She gasped out through her giggling. Steve subsided and leant forward to whisper into her ear as Danny watched them both cautiously.

"What?" He questioned as the pair turned to him with identical mischievous grins. "What are you doing?"

"Cuddle time!" Steve and Grace yelled in unison before pouncing on the defenceless man and knocking them all onto the carpeted floor in a heap of flailing limbs.


"Oh God, I swear you've bruised my ribs." Danny groaned later that night pulling off his t shirt as they were getting ready for bed.

"I did no such thing!"Steve protested but smiled wryly, slipping under the bed sheets and wrapped his arms around Danny's torso gently; he shifted onto his side so that he was facing his partner who was trying to disguise his own smile.

"You're an idiot," Danny huffed softly, reaching out to stroke Steve's cheek and the taller man hummed in agreement, letting his eyes close at the touch and leaning into Danny's rough palm.

"You wouldn't have it any other way."

"No-No I wouldn't."