“Whatcha doin’ babe?” Steve asked, as he sat down at the dining room table next to him. He’d opened all the windows on that side of the house, letting the spring trade winds waft in, filling their home with the scent of the ocean.
“Writing a letter.” Danny said, without looking up from his writing.
“To who?” Steve asked.
“I think you mean ‘To whom’, ( Read more... )

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Steve rose from the water at the same time the sun peaked over the horizon. The Hawaiian morning began to streak across the sky over O’ahu, as Steve noticed his Danny had also risen early, and was sitting on the edge of a chaise on the lanai in one of Steve’s Navy t-shirts (which was too big for him) and his white Calvin Klein boxer briefs, sipping ( Read more... )

Chapter 11
Ke ninau

Steve stared out the window into lush garden behind the shop. He’d read a placard describing the history of the old building that now sold local arts and crafts, and he felt the loneliness of the place invade his sensibility. The shop had been built in the late 19th Century by a Japanese immigrant who opened a tailor shop, and ( Read more... )

Chapter 10
Aumoe Aloha

Steve awoke to the sound of his phone chirping and he noticed the lights were on and Danny wasn’t in bed with him anymore as he sat up to answer it.
“Alooooha boss-man!” It was Kono.

“Hi Kono.” Steve said, rubbing his eyes. “Do you know what time it is?”

“Ah, shit, sorry, brah. Didn’t mean to wake you boys.” She apologized.

“How ( Read more... )

Chapter 9
Kuka kamaʻilio

For a man who purported to hate the ocean as much as Danny, Steve noticed he was uncharacteristically comfortable in the water. He watched as his partner dove to a sandy spot on the rocky bottom and plucked up a sea cucumber. He splashed back to the surface with a devilish grin toward Steve.
“Hey, what do these remind you of ( Read more... )

A/N: Taking a break from "Hele On" to write other works to get the plot juices flowing. I've been rewatching the first several seasons of Mad Men and I enjoy the mid-century domesticity it portrays. I wanted to put Danny and Steve in that context and see how they do. It's a bit difficult explaining two men married with children in 1960, thus the " ( Read more... )

“I know you like to interrupt me Steven, but I want to say this, and I want to say it all at once, so if it’s ok with you, just hear me out, ok?” Danny asked.

Silence indicated to Danny it was ok to proceed.

“I know you’ve never been big on anniversaries and things like that, you know, but I just wanted to point out the fact that today, we ( Read more... )

Chapter 8

Po’akolu Kakahiaka

Having lived in Hawai’i most of his life, Steve had woken up before under the waft of a ceiling fan, with the sound of the surf and the rustling palms drifting in through the open lanai door. He’d slept in past nine before, although it hadn’t been since high school. But never before in his life had he woken up ( Read more... )

Alrighty kids, I've had this prompt on my mind all day, and let's see what happens with it. I've enjoyed writing Hele On because I think travel adds an interesting dynamic to any relationship. So, let's have a bit of a Travel!McDanno fest. You can post links in comments or on your LJ and I'll be happy to share links as I get them ( Read more... )