A/N: Sorry, this chapter is slightly shorter than usual…
Without a key to let himself in, Steve knocks on the door. When there's no answer, he knocks again. Loud. It's this second knock that wakes Danny, and he scrambles around in the bed for a few seconds before making his way to the door, eyes still feeling heavy.
All too aware that he's wearing nothing but a pair of boxers and a tee, Danny levels his eye with the peephole, only to find someone staring right back at him. Without further hesitation, he pulls open the door to the hotel room with a wide smile. Under normal circumstances, Danny would be seriously pissed; pissed that Steve thinks him weak enough to be unable to cope for a couple of days alone, but the relief washes over him and he admits to himself that, for once, the man is right. Steve wonders to himself whether it is he or the beginning of a new day that has lightened Danny's mood, and he takes a step into the room, throwing his bag to the ground and shutting the door behind him as he opens his arm to the shorter man.
Danny's smile fades but it's still not overtaken by anything other than comfort, and Steve doesn't release his partner until he's sure that it's what he wants. Danny looks curiously into his eyes, and his blue orbs are still alight with shock. "Babe, what the hell are you doing here?"
"Hey, this thing we have, it's a two-way street babe." Danny looks back blankly. "You want me to go?" Steve offers with a smirk.
Danny shakes his head and takes a step forwards. Their bodies are close, and the blond rests his forehead against Steve's to savour the moment, before placing a strong hand behind his neck and pulling his lips down until they meet in a soft, slow kiss.
Danny licks his lips as they pull apart, and Steve's hand refuses to move from its place at the small of his back for several more seconds. "I'm gonna take a shower." He pulls Danny along with him into the bathroom, feeling he should probably answer that first question sooner rather than later, before the happiness at Steve's arrival begins to wear off. "I asked Jay how you were, and she thought you could do with a friendly face. So I booked the first flight out of Hawaii and told Chin to call if anything comes up." There's something that Steve hadn't thought about until he boarded the plane, and he wants to address it rather than have it cause any problems later. His shirt and pants already removed, he turns to his boyfriend. "And Danny, I didn't come here to try and cause trouble, I didn't come here with the expectation of being introduced to the family, I came here for you. Hell, if you want me to stay in the hotel room the entire time, I won't go anywhere." With another kiss, he kicks off the last of his clothes and ducks under the steaming shower.
When he emerges from the bathroom he has a towel wrapped around his waist, clean shaven and damp. As he makes his way over to Danny who lies calmly on the bed, Steve throws an arm over his shoulder, trying to work out a kink in his back; no doubt a result of his airplane slumber. "Uncomfortable flight?" Danny asks.
"Aren't they all?" Danny nods knowingly. If the guy wasn't so damn tall, he may not have quite so much trouble in confined spaces. Mostly dry, Steve pulls a pair of Calvin Klein's up to his hips and towel dries his hair.
"Hey, come here and lie down," Danny orders.
Steve frowns, but does he is told just as he realises what Danny has in mind. He lies chest down on the mattress, turning his face to the side and resting his head on the pillow as Danny's warm hands make first contact with his back. Steve lets out a clearly audible sigh of pleasure as his partner's hands press hard into the muscles of his shoulders and back, kneading away the discomfort the best way he knows how. Five minutes later and Steve is about to let out a groan of complaint at the removal of Danny's hands. But before he has a chance to do anything but open his eyes, the hands have moved down to his legs, and the sensation is glorious as his strong fingers work forcefully with the flesh.
"Any better?" Danny asks as he removes his hands from Steve's legs.
"Mmhmm." He rolls over, and Danny moves to hover above him, wasting no time in leaning in for a long kiss.
Danny begins to pull away after a few minutes, but just as his lips leave Steve's, the taller man's arms rise from the bed to pull him back down. It's less than a minute later that there is a knock on the door.
A/N: That last sentence ended up being much more ominous than I had intended, so don't gett too excited.
