MCA #0, Thursday morning

[grenadesandohana]

Steve had woken up this morning being squashed under a military-issue duffel bag with "NAVY OBLIGATIONS" stenciled neatly on the side, tripped over a matching one labeled "BULLFROG" and careened into "FREDDY," and fell onto "AFGHANISTAN."

"Fucking fuck," he muttered from the ground. "Danny?"

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[grenadesandohana]

And here came the "JACK McGARRETT" safe.

"I am."

[hatesparadise]

"Not weak," Danny repeated, poking him in the chest.

[grenadesandohana]

"Ow," Steve retorted, poking Danny back.

[hatesparadise]

"You hear me?" Danny asked, not letting that deter him.

[grenadesandohana]

"I hear you," Steve said.

[hatesparadise]

"Good." Danny nodded. "Eggs. And then you can try running like a psycho."

[grenadesandohana]

"You mis-pronounced 'health-conscious person'," Steve said sweetly.

[hatesparadise]

"Yeah, yeah," Danny grumbled, leaning in to kiss him.

[grenadesandohana]

"You could come with me," Steve wheedled.

[hatesparadise]

"I am not going running on stairs or sand," Danny informed him sweetly.

'OLD AND BUSTED' gym bag appeared at that.

"I'm just middled aged!"

[grenadesandohana]

It was immediately joined by Steve's 'FEAR OF BEING MADE REDUNDANT' bag, which he also glared at.

[hatesparadise]

"You are not gonna be redundant!" Danny insisted. "You just gotta learn when you can take a break."

[grenadesandohana]

"The only easy day was yesterday," Steve recited.