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let's be honest, I've never met a cliche I didn't like

Because there is no such thing as too much of a good thing, especially if you live in paradise:

The Hawaii Five-0 Cliche Meme

Fake boyfriends, accidental marriages, and amnesia, OH MY!

Whatever your poison, whatever you favorite cliche, it's open and allowed here. Want to see Steve and Danny make out for cover and discover their ~true feelings? What about when they have to pretend to be boyfriends to keep cover? When they're forced to share a bed all ~platonic-like for weeks and keep waking up cuddling and then can't sleep without each other? Maybe Grace playing matchmaker? The one where everyone but them realizes they're married? Danny gets de-aged to six and Steve has to take care of him? Steve gets magicked into a tiny, angry kitten and/or dragon? They one where they must cuddle for warmth to survive?

Maybe that isn't your flavor. Maybe you want the one where Kono is a punk rock princess that keeps getting into trouble? Or where Chin loses his memory and thinks he's back on the HPD force. Maybe the one where Kono is secretly a criminal mastermind, working the team from the inside. Or where she has the chance return to her pro surfing career and must choose. How about one where Chin goes on an epic road trip?

There is no bad cliche! Whatever your favorite, I promise I want to read/see it, too.

The Rules

♥ Every cliche welcome!
♥ All pairings, ratings, mediums, and genres can be included!
♥ Any word count works!
♥ Have fun and be kind. ♥♥♥

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Hope you don't mind me butting in!

Danny blinks at it for a second before he reaches out and takes it. "Um. Thanks"

"Yeah," Steve says, turning his attention to the now-empty bag of Doritos and poking his finger into the corner, like he's going to magically find another chip in there, something that might make this less awkward, a magic fucking chip or something, and he snorts at himself and tosses the bag to the side.

"I can-" Danny hesitates, glances around the room. "I don't know, sleep on the floor or something."

"No," Steve says immediately, backtracks, covers. "We've been in the car for thirty-seven hours without stopping, and we both need to stretch out in some sort of comfortable sleeping arrangement tonight or tomorrow's going to be hell."

"Tomorrow's going to be hell anyway," Danny mutters, but it's his complaining-to-complain voice, not his angry-argument voice. "Tomorrow we have to get back in the car, which I have nicknamed Hell, so tomorrow will contain hell, one way or another." He settles on the bed as he talks, the very very edge of the bed, as far from Steve as he can manage. Steve's already on the other edge of the bed, and yeah, it's only a double, and this is going to end up with Steve waking up horribly, horribly embarrassed, he can just fucking tell already.

Danny does a little shimmy move to get under the covers, and Steve glances over and sees the waistband of the sweats dip a little and he gets a flash of hip before Danny gets all the way under the sheet. "Night," Danny offers, facing resolutely away from Steve.

Steve takes a deep breath and swears in his head in every language he can think of in a fifteen-second span as he does his own little wiggle dance to get under the covers. "Night."

And then Danny reaches out and flicks off the lamp on the bedstand, and the room is plunged into darkness. Steve closes his eyes and tells himself, very firmly, to think about unsexy things, mud and pineapples and dollhouses, but Danny hates pineapples and Gracie's got a dollhouse and their last case had involved traipsing through kind of a shit-ton of mud, and Steve bites his tongue to keep the frustrated groan in his mouth.

Tonight is going to be long.

THE WORLD NEEDS MORE OF THIS

i concur!

Yay!! This is awesome!

I do more but I have houseguests coming in a little while, oh noes!

It takes far less time to fall asleep than Steve thought it would; for all he's pretty much convinced he's going to end up getting slugged when he wakes up for something he's said in his sleep, he has spent the last unthinkable amount of time awake and stuffed into a rental car, and there's only so long he can keep himself awake in the dark.

It's still dark when he wakes up. He's rolled a little in his sleep, onto his back, and he realises kind of quickly that he's woken up because Danny, in his sleep, had flopped completely away from the edge of the bed. In fact, he's now sort-of draped across Steve's body; his head is on the pillow next to Steve's shoulder, and Steve can feel each exhalation of breath against his neck. Danny's nearest arm is kind of haphazardly tossed across Steve's chest, and one leg is draped across Steve's nearest leg, with Danny's foot tucked beneath Steve's other leg.

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck, Danny's a closet cuddler, and fuck the car, this is hell right here, Danny wrapped around him in bed, totally unaware of what he's doing.

Steve wonders what his plan should be. Should he pretend to wake up loudly, which would wake Danny up and give him the chance to pull away before Steve 'woke up' all the way> Or maybe he could extricate himself slowly, carefully, and stomp his way into the bathroom and hope Danny woke up and got the fuck back on his own side of the bed by the time Steve came back out.

Danny shifts against him as he's wondering what the best course of action would be, and his head curves a little, until his lips are barely an inch from Steve's shoulder. He lets out a loud breath and Steve stays very, very still as Danny, still dead asleep, very clearly says, "Steve."

And suddenly, there's option three, waking Danny up and asking what the fuck, but Danny shifts even closer and holy fuck, there's nothing in Danny's pockets, those pants don't even have pockets so that's definitely Danny's cock against his side, and he's absolutely breathing Steve's name out again as he moves his hips. And then he's making this hitching sound in the back of his throat as he bumps Steve's side again, and Steve's going for option three.

"Danny," he tries, and he's kind of glad Danny's not awake to hear how that sounded, like Steve's already wrecked, Jesus. He clears his throat and turns his face towards Danny's as he tries again. "Danny."

Blue eyes flick open a scant few inches from his own, and Steve can see Danny processing very, very quickly as he freezes, then rolls as fast as Steve's ever seen him move to the other side of the bed.

"Danny-"

"I'll go sleep in the car," Danny says, and his voice is totally, completely flat. "I'm sorry. Just - give me a second-"

Steve gives him precisely one second before he moves across the space between them and spoons right up against Danny's back. He hears Danny's hiss of breath as he registers Steve's own hardness, settled firmly against the curve of his ass, and another sharp intake of breath as Steve's arm wraps around him. Steve busies himself with kissing the back of Danny's neck as his hand works its way down the front of Danny's sweats.

"Steve-" But then there's a gasp as Steve finds what he's looking for, and he grinds his hips forward as he rubs his thumb over the tip of Danny's cock again, hard and heavy in his hand. "Either 'm still asleep and I'm going to wake up very, very embarrassed," Danny gasps out as he pushes his hips back into where Steve's thrusting against him, "or we have seriously been sending each other some mixed signals."

"You think this-" Steve thrusts his hips and gives Danny's cock a squeeze. "-is some sort of mixed signal? What could I possibly mean by this other than the obvious?"

"Before," Danny groans, "I meant before this very moment, because I think I'm interpreting these signals pretty clearly."

"Good," Steve breathes into the skin below Danny's ear, and then he's back to sucking kisses into Danny's neck, raising himself on one elbow so he can twist and lean and kiss his way up Danny's jaw, and then Danny gets with the program and twists a little and then, God, Danny kisses like he's going to die if he doesn't, fierce and hard and possessive.

Danny shifts again and Steve rolls until Danny's stretched out beneath him, and now it's better, his tongue in Danny's mouth his cock pressed into Danny's hip, Danny's against Steve's stomach. They thrust against each other as their tongues battle, and then Danny reaches between them and wraps his hand around Steve and does something totally unfair with his wrist and Steve gasps, moans, and suddenly it's Danny's tongue in his mouth, Danny shoving up into his body, Danny stroking and pumping and trailing his other hand down to palm Steve's ass, and that's it, Steve's arching down into Danny and panting as he comes.

Danny pulls his hand, sticky with come, from Steve's pants and reaches for his own dick, rubbing up and down until Steve can connect one brain cell to another and reach his own hand down to join Danny's sticky with Steve's come on his own cock. Steve rubs his thumb over the head of Danny's cock and that's all it takes, Danny's shuddering under him, coming apart with a broken-sounding groan.

ugh ugh ugh SO HOT. So very hot.

:D Thanks!

I'm thinking there might need to be one more part, in which there's some sort of aftermath. We shall see. :D

;lkadjflkdsf YES.

Hehe thanks! :D

There's a lot of uneven breathing as Steve leans to Danny's side and falls pretty well over. He manages to toss an arm over Danny's waist as he curls against his side and mouths at his shoulder.

"Seriously," Danny says at some point, "seriously, we could have been doing that for months-"

Steve laughs against Danny's skin, sweaty from sex and Steve's mouth, and rubs his thumb across Danny's hip. "We can do it for months from now on," he promises.

"Years," Danny corrects him. "Years and years of that, that's what I'm talking about. That's the kind of sex I want to be having for the rest of my life." There's a drawn-out pause before he adds, "I have literally no brain-to-mouth filter after sex, so please ignore what I'm saying right now."

"What, like you have such an effective brain-to-mouth filter the rest of the time? Like you're not always just spitting out whatever's crossing your mind-"

"Not true, Steven, or I would have told you exactly what you look like in those tight shirts and cargo pants and we could have gotten to this a lot sooner-"

"What do I like like, hmm?" Steve grins, propping himself up on an elbow so he can look down at Danny. "What would you have said?"

"That you walk around in that clothing that doesn't hide anything, that I can see how you get off on chasing people down, on the adrenaline, and it makes me want to do insane shit like go down on you in the car after we cuff the bastard we're chasing because I can see how it makes you half-hard in your pants and I just want my mouth on your-"

"Jesus," Steve breathes as he leans in to crush his mouth to Danny's. "Okay, yeah, that would have gotten us here a lot sooner."

Danny shrugs a shoulder. "We're here now."

"Mhmm," Steve agrees. "We're here now."

@.@ there should be so much more of this. <3 <3 <3

Well... there might be a story about what Danny's talking about, with Steve and adrenaline and the car... *cough cough*

Er, sorry, end of shameless self-promotion :D

i read it :) there should still be more!

I feel like the only proper response to this is as follows:
:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D

Danny without a brain-to-mouth filter is delightful >:D

:D Thanks so much! And yeah, Danny needs to lose that brain-to-mouth filter around Steve a little more often, I think :D

OMG I don't know how I missed the rest of this, but it's AWESOME. Awesomely delicious. And hot. And I love No!Filter!Danny so very, very much. :D

Hee, thanks :D

kfhhffkjgfgvjuhjgvhg GUH!!!

Thanks dear! :D

*guh* *guh* *guh* So hot. Loved it. They are such goofs! I love that cliche :) Nicely done. All of the round robiners :)

Thanks :)

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let's be honest, I've never met a cliche I didn't like

The Hawaii Five-0 Cliche Meme

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