MCA#0, Thursday late evening

[grenadesandohana]

For so many reasons, honestly whatever reason, Steve was unable to sleep, so he was back in front of the television with a glass of water, watching the British show about restoring antiques.

But the soothing British biceps accents weren't doing their usual magic.

Steve wasn't sure why, but he was going to stay sitting there just in case it started working.

[OOC: For the roommate!]

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[hatesparadise]

Danny had attempted to stare at his ceiling to will himself to sleep, but that hadn't worked for him. Also so he and Steve could continue to get their act together here.

It wasn't working. Shocker.

Which was why he eventually sighed and made his way out to the living room to check on Steve. "Hey."

[grenadesandohana]

"Hey," Steve said with a tired smile. "What are you doing up?"

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"Couldn't sleep," he replied, taking a seat on the couch next to him. "You?"

[grenadesandohana]

"Yeah, the same," Steve said. He gestured at the television. "I was hoping Sonnaz could help."

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"No luck?" Danny asked, settling back to watch along with him. And also maybe finding it difficult to focus on.

[grenadesandohana]

"Not yet, but it's only been an hour and a half," Steve said.

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Danny huffed out something approaching a laugh. "Which one's this?"

[grenadesandohana]

"Grandpa's armchair and the riding crop," Steve said.

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"Good one," Danny agreed, settling in. But not the usual level of settling in still.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve gave him a side-eyed glance and immediately felt guilty about yesterday.

[hatesparadise]

It was just sidewise looks all around after yesterday. And then all the stuff before it.

If they could just get a nice, quiet couple of weeks, they'd be fine.

"They need to put more of these episodes on here," Danny said, struggling for a moment for some normalcy.

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"They really do," Steve agreed. "Should we try to find a different show?"

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"Well, we have one that works," Danny ventured. And oh god, was this a weird, round about, unintentional way of talking about their lives right now.

[grenadesandohana]

"It doesn't seem to be working today, though," Steve said carefully.

Maybe kissing firemen was better, Daniel?

[hatesparadise]

Look, that was just a thing that happened! And someone kissed him there too!

"Yeah," he replied, watching as they went through the process of reupholstering a chair. "What do you have in mind?"

[grenadesandohana]

And someone else had very definitely not kissed back!

"I don't know," Steve said. "Maybe something with fire? The glass show looked okay."

[hatesparadise]

He hadn't had a chance to! Wait. No, that wasn't... Shut up.

"Glass show might be fun," Danny said, leaning a little more into Steve's space.

[grenadesandohana]

At least until the contestants start talking about glory holes.

"We can always come back to Will later if we don't like it," Steve said, flipping to the other show.

[hatesparadise]

So much talk about the glory holes and how hot and sweaty the work was.

Danny nodded again, shifting until their shoulders were touching again as god intended. "And it's good to branch out sometimes. Stagnation is good for no one."

Not a reference to the firefighter, Steve.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve hummed noncommittedly, definitely thinking about the firefighter.

[hatesparadise]

Damn it, Steven.

"Oh, this looks dangerous," Danny said only once his attention was pulled away from Steve's weird behavior. Weirder than normal.

[grenadesandohana]

Well, talking about why he was being weird would be productive and definitely not Steve's thing.

"Doesn't it?" Steve said, smiling. "It looks fun."

[hatesparadise]

Right now? Danny was on the same, deeply unproductive boat. For fear of losing what he had already.

"Well, there's a thing for you to do with retirement," he suggested.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve sniggered. "Stuff hot things up into a glory hole?"

STEVEN. That took like three minutes.

[hatesparadise]

"Steve," Danny said, sighing in annoyance because, oh look at that. Someone was turning red.

Stupid Irish skin.