A/N: Set after-ish 1x12 "Hanaʻaʻa Makehewa"

FIRST CHRISTMAS

Six hours. That's how long Danny Williams will have the light of his life for Christmas. And even though it's not much, it's still something and he couldn't stop grinning as he started to put on his Santa suit.

The grin faded ever so slightly when he thought back about the day. It was a hard one, Five-0 nearly lost one of their own. And to top it all of, the man who murdered Steve's father, Victor Hesse, was the one to do it. Sure, they stopped him and he is now enjoying the comforts of Halawa Correctional Facility, but it was still a close call. Too close.

It made the blonde realise that he and Steve could loose each other on the job so easily. And that brought a kind of fear into his mind and heart that made him feel physically sick. He loves the damn Super SEAL and does not want to live without him. It's strange, in a way, they haven't known each other that long and yet he is terrified to loose the man that is going to give him a coronary one of these days.

Pushing those thoughts aside, he finished getting dressed and walked into his small apartment - he really needed to find something better but didn't really worry that much about it now that he and Steve are together, seeing as he spent most of his time and nights there.

He was greeted with the wonderful sight of his daughter and his family, or Ohana as the cousins and that infuriating Neanderthal calls it. Once the presents were given, Danny went back into the bathroom and changed into some jeans and a t-shirt.

"So you do own something other than button ups and slacks, Danno." It was a teasing voice Danny expected but decided not to dignify that with a response other than a exaggerated roll of his eyes.

"Keep it up, Super SEAL, and you're not getting any." He warned, giving the man a look that told the Navy man that he would do just that if he didn't heed the warning.

"Get any what, Danno?" The small and innocent voice of his little Monkey asked and Danny froze. Steve grinned - that shit eating one, Kono snickered, Chin smiled and Kamekona chuckled lowly at the deer in headlights expression on the Jersey native's face as he scrambled for an answer.

"Uh, well...Uh, Dessert? Yeah, dessert." He nodded, eyes lighting up, as if that was the most brilliant thought he's ever had. "If uncle Steve keeps it up, he's not getting any dessert." He said, giving the Navy SEAL a meaningful look as he spoke the last word, letting the brunette know he was talking about more than food. And Danny had to bit his lip to keep from laughing out loud when the brunette - honest to God - pouted and crossed his arms over his chest, looking an inch away from stomping his foot. It was both the most adorable and hilarious thing he's ever seen; save for his little girl of course.

"Come on, Danno, it's Christmas!" The SEAL exclaimed, thrusting his hands forward. And no, his voice didn't sound whiny, he's a Navy SEAL thank you very much, they don't whine.

"Really? What gave it away: the Santa suit or the Christmas tree?" The blonde retorted, raising his eyebrows and taking a step closer to the SEAL.

"Okay!" Kono injected loudly, clapping her hands and stepping forward, knowing that if she didn't then they'd never get anywhere tonight and her stomach was starting to eat itself. "Let's eat."

Murmurs of agreement came from the two men and they all gathered around the small kitchen area Danny had before taking a seat. Steve brought over some stools from his place so that everyone could have a seat. Danny, Steve and Grace was on the sofa bed - the two men sitting next to each other and Grace sat next to her Danno.

The all chatted as they ate, exchanging childhood Christmas stories and jokes. When Steve was done eating he put his plate on the floor and slung an arm around Danny's shoulders and picked up his beer - taking a long pull. Once everyone was finished eating, Grace took great care on collecting everyone's plates and putting them in the sink. Kono offered to plate the dessert and Grace jumped up to help.

Kamekona and Chin started chatting about anything and everything while Steve just stared down at Danny, a dopey grin on his face as he let the love he felt for the man in his embrace wash over him. Yes, he loves Danny Williams but he wasn't about to let him know. The man has a hard time accepting happiness and he is not about confess his love and loose the blonde because he had been to hasty and scared him away.

Despite popular belief (Danny) he was patient and capable of waiting, he just doesn't like it much. But for Danny, for Danny he could and would wait. He waited 33 years for the man, so what's another few months (or weeks, yeah definitely weeks) in the grand scheme of things?

"Yo, Superman, what's with the face?" Danny asked softly, nudging the brunette with his elbow. Steve looked down at him, and Danny's breath hitched at the unguarded emotions he saw in there. Steve isn't going to deny having a face, Danny knows him better than anyone else in the whole world.

"Mele Kalikimaka, Danno." Steve whispered and the blonde had seen so many decorations and banners in the stores and shops that he knew exactly what those to words mean. He gave the SEAL a warm grin - one that turned Steve's insides into mush and goo, in the best way possible of course.

"Merry Christmas, babe." He spoke just as softly and gladly met the SEAL's lips when he leaned down. It was gentle, sweet and filled with all the love they felt for each other that both were unwilling to admit out loud. They held back, they had an audience afterall, but being sweet and gentle didn't make their kiss any less powerful. They pulled away, chest heaving a little more than usual and foreheads rested together as they smiled at each other goofily.

Both of them wanted to say it, those three little special words that would cement their relationship even more, but they didn't, they held back.

It was later that same night, Danny had taken Grace home and was on his way to Steve's. The SEAL had invited him over, knowing that Danny shouldn't be left alone after dropping Grace off. He pulled on Steve's driveway and walked into the house, not bothering to knock.

"You know, Danny, one of these days you're going to walk in on me naked." The SEAL's teasing voice came from the kitchen when he heard his from door shut.

Danny laughed, the sound warming Steve up from the inside. "Because that would be tragic." He quipped with a grin as he entered the kitchen and spotted the man he loves stirring something on his stove. "Besides, it's not like I'll be seeing anything I haven't before."

He walked forward and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, resting his forehead on Steve's back; breathing in his scent and absorbing some of that never-ending warmth.

"You okay, Danno?" Steve asked, stirring the pot a couple more times before resting his hands on Danny's.

"Yeah, 'm good." He mumbled against Steve's back after a few minutes. It was soft but it was true, he is good. He had Steve, and though he wanted his Monkey too, the big goofy in his arms was enough. He breathed in deeply once more before pulling away and peering around Steve. "What the hell are you making? Haven't you eaten enough?"

Steve rolled his eyes, but a smile tugged at his lips. There's the Danny he knows. "It's not food, it's hot chocolate."

Danny's eyebrows furrowed. "Hot chocolate?" He asked dumbly.

"Yes, Danno, hot chocolate. You know, the drink you make with cocoa powered and-"

"I know what hot chocolate is, Steven, what I don't know is why are you making it." He interrupted, hands waving to emphasize his point.

"There is still three hours left of Christmas. So, I'm making us hot chocolate, the popcorn is over there and we are going to watch cliche and predictable Christmas movies into the next day. How does that sound?" The SEAL explained and Danny was silent. Suddenly Steve started to get nervous. What if this was the wrong thing to do and Danny thinks it's stupid?

Danny was stunned into silence. He couldn't believe that Steve did this for him. The blonde is so used to taking care of himself and everyone else. And now Steve is doing this for him and his throat suddenly feels as if there is rocks in it and his heart is beating a mile a minute. He didn't know what to say, for the first time ever, so he didn't say anything, he took a page out of Steve's playbook and decided to take action instead. He surged forward, pulling the brunette down and planting a passionate, knees weaking kiss on Steve's lips.

Danny pulled away eventually, more than a little breathless. "Sounds perfect."

"I don't remember when exactly I fell in love with you, I only remember looking at you one day and realising that you are my heart."

A/N:

for those wondering, yes they've had sex, but i don't write smut. sorry.reviews are welcomed and loved!