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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.

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♥ Every cliche welcome!
♥ All pairings, ratings, mediums, and genres can be included!
♥ Any word count works!
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So weird is normal, which is just a whole new level of weird, so Danny firmly hops off of that train of thought and turns his thoughts to food.

"Hungry?" he asks Steve, who's finally stretching his entire body, arching his back and twisting his shoulders.

Steve's smile is slow. "Seriously, we have this amazing hotel room, a mini-bar, a bathtub we could both swim in, and you want to eat?"

Danny smacks Steve's arm with the room service menu. "Breakfast is included, babe. And really, the mini-bar? You know it's like ten in the morning, right?"

Steve shrugs one shoulder as he props himself up. "Five o'clock somewhere."

Danny snorts. "Not anywhere near enough for you to be considering the mini-bar," he informs Steve, rolling out of bed and making his way to the bathroom in his worn pajama pants. He wanders back a few minutes later to find Steve just - staring at him. He glances back over his shoulder into the bathroom, and okay, his hair's a little ridiculous, but it's not like Steve has never seen him with bedhead before. "What?" he asks, a little self-consciously.

"You," Steve says with a little lopsided smile, "are gorgeous, you know that?"

Danny can feel the blush spreading across his face, because he knows he's not a bad-looking guy, not by a long shot, but gorgeous is probably pushing it. And, besides - "You're the looker here and we both know it," he replies with a smile and a shake of his head as he walks the rest of the way to the bed and sits.

"Nope," Steve disagrees, pulling Danny back into his body and kissing him again. "You're pretty much amazing, Danny."

"Could say the same about you," Danny murmurs against Steve's lips, and okay, maybe breakfast is overrated after all, because apparently having a husband makes you a huge sappy goof.

It's one of those things he's getting used to.

(It is so true that being married turns you into a sappy goof. I never, ever used to cry at wedding before, and now I cry if I see a fictional wedding on TV *flaily hands*)

And OK, maybe a *tiny tiny* voice in the back of Danny's mind is remembering how perfect his honeymoon with Rachel was, and how perfect their first three years of marriage were until he made detective and she started making noises about getting her life back because "I am not a housewife, Daniel."

Goddamnit.

This was so much easier the first time around, when Danny had no reason whatsoever to think he'd fail at being married. He wants to be "in the moment," he really does. And he is. But there's also a small voice that reminds him how much he stands to lose, and that it would kill him dead if this goes south.

It won't. It'd better not, because Grace and Kono and Chin will kill them both, if Danny's parents don't take him out first. They love Steve with unholy glee.

(And Danny's already pretty much already a sentimental goof, so being married, yep, he's a marshmallow. :D)

But there's another voice in his head that's starting to drown out that first voice, and it sounds suspiciously like Chin, which is something that Danny doesn't want to investigate too closely. Because yeah, it was great with Rachel until his work got to be too much - but Steve knows how much his work means to him. Steve knows where he stands in relation to the job and to Grace and to a hell of a lot of other things, knows how he fits into Danny's life. He understands the job-related stress, understands that wanting to help doesn't necessarily translate into being able to help, knows full well that sometimes talking is only going to make it worse. And for those days where talking makes it better, well, Steve's not going to recoil in horror at anything Danny's had to do, he's not going to balk at Danny's tone and language, he's not going to worry that it's pulling Danny in and in and in until he can't climb his way out. He gets it in a way that Rachel, God bless her, had tried to, but Rachel isn't a cop, and there are things he couldn't ask his wife to do for him.

Steve's not Rachel, Chin-voice - his voice of reason, and wow, would a shrink have a great time with him - says in the back of his head, calmly strangling that other voice so it can't be heard. Steve knows. History's not going to repeat itself, not here, not in the future, not with this man beside him.

They're going to make their own fuckups - it wouldn't be real and deep if they never, ever fucked up - but Danny knows in his gut that they won't be earth-shattering, world-ending fuckups. For all that Steve balks at talking about feelings, at putting himself out there and actually fucking telling Danny what he wants they have their own way of communicating.

They'd been able to read each other inside-out long before they started fucking, and time has only strengthened the weird mind-fusion. It's a little creepy sometimes, how much they're on the same wave length.

But Danny wouldn't change a thing.

Not a damn thing, except now he's actually hungry, so he reaches over and pokes Steve in the stomach until the other man turns and squints at him blearily. "Trying to take a post-orgasm nap here, Danno," he grumbles.

"Lunch," Danny contradicts, waving the menu at him again. "I'll order in, we'll eat, then we'll fill up the jacuzzi in the bathroom and find out what those jets can do."

Steve's eyes light up at the mention of the bathtub and Danny almost laughs at his predictability; mention water to the SEAL and it's like a kid with a shave ice. Yeah, so this is his life now, weird and insane and crazy, and it's not going to be easy, probably, but easy? Easy is boring.

OK, thiiiiis is officially The End

*heart eyes*

Oh BOYS!

Silly boys, they're so perfect for each other :D *smishes them* <3 <3

I had sooooo much fun writing this *friends*

Me too! :D *friends*

And I so loved reading this!

But (and this might sorta not really be a good but) you're awesomeness has distracted me from my bigbang of epic procrastination...oh well. a break with awesome fic is always good

I'm glad you liked it, dear! And you'll get the bigbang done - the muse should be in high gear by now, yeah? :) Rooting you on!

This was so sweet. You two write well off each other. I love Gracie forcing them down the aisle and Chin talking some sense into them and then how sweet Rachel is and how devious Kono is with the wedding song and then of course the morning after was just so sweet and domestic. Love it!

Very well done, both of you :)

I <3 y'all :D

Hee, glad you liked it :)

I love this part so much because it's really awesome to acknowledge that their relationship will have problems but it's not the end of the world - plus, I'm a HUGE sucker for emotional attachment before sex.

Thanks! I am so happy that my late-night ramblings made sense :D

This is too wonderful, I mean... Steve! Steve loves Danny so much! And Danny loves his Steve back and is a huge sappy goof! I have possibly melted in front of my computer and I love that so much.

ALSO: Steve-stretch. *dead*

Huge. Sappy. Goofs. :D

And yes, Steve-stretch, nghhh mental images.

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