#steve mcgarett

[delulu-hours]

Big idiot

Paring: Steve McGarrett x Latina!Reader

Summary: You always knew that Steve was a reckless idiot. One that you couldn't help but adore; however, sometimes you don't know what to do when he tries to hid things from you.

A/N: This take place in season 1 episode 24. There is some mild use of Spanish. It's not much but I hope you guys enjoy it. Much love

"You, my friend," Danny's voice could be heard as the front door opened. "Are an idiot. " A smile pulled at my lips as I wiped my hands on a kitchen towel.

"This again?" Steve groaned, and I bit back a small laugh. "Danno, how many times have we gone through with this? My methods are efficient."

"Efficient?" Danny exclaimed. "Please, they are crazy. "

"You boys arguing again?" I left the kitchen and saw them standing close to the door. They both looked at me as I smiled at them, amused. "What happened this time?" I titled my head to the side and placed my hands on my hips.

"Y/N," Danny pointed at Steve, "A rational person who will agree with me." Steve ignored Danny's comment as he smiled at me. A twinkle in his blue-green eyes as he took three sizable strides, closing the gap between us.

"Hey there, beautiful." His hands found their way around my waist, and he pulled me close.

"Hola, handsome." I could hear a groan from Danny as I placed a quick kiss on Steve's cheek. "Now, why is Danny calling you crazy this time?"

"He's exaggerating." Steve pulled me to his side as he turned to look at Danny. He tilted his head a bit as he gave him a look. I noticed the frown that settled on Danny's lips.

"Is he now?" I raised an eyebrow as I looked back at Steve. "Danny, why is this man an idiot?" I stepped forward and out of Steve's hold as I looked back at Danny. He looked at me with his light blue eyes before he glanced behind me at the man who reached out for me; his fingers lightly touched my arm. He quickly avoided my gaze as he looked down a bit.

"Angel," Steve called for my attention, and that was how I knew this wasn't good. Whatever his idea was, he didn't want me to know.

"Danny," I wasn't going to budge. Steve wasn't going to tell me. He would brush it off, and Danny was the only one who would tell me out of the two. "I'm not gonna ask again."

"He wants to break into the Governor's mansion." Danny's voice was quiet that I barely missed what he was saying. I stood there as I felt their gaze on me and tried to process my thoughts. Process what Danny just said. I bit the inside of my cheek as everything started to make sense.

Steve had been on the edge ever since he started to receive those envelopes. Envelopes that were filled with the evidence his father had left him. Evidence that linked to his father's death. I took a deep breath before I nodded slightly. "I-" I cleared my throat, trying to figure out what to say. Did I have the right to say anything? Steve and I had only been together for six months. "Danny, would you like some fruit?" I decided to change the topic. "I was in the process of cutting the fruit if you like some." I brushed past Steve as I went back to the kitchen. I picked up the knife and returned to cutting half the watermelon I had left. I could hear their soft voices before Danny awkwardly came into the kitchen. He picked at the fruit before he placed a kiss on the side of my head.

"I'm gonna head out," He glanced behind me, and I kept cutting the watermelon. "I gotta do something." He snatched another piece, and I shook my head.

"Here," I looked through the cabinets and pulled out a Tupperware. "Take some with you." He gave me a small smile as I filled it with the mixture of fruit I had cut. "Yo no lo necesito todo. (I don't need it all)" I had been in the craving mood for some, feeling as if the day would end well.

"Thank you," He pulled me into a hug. "You are the best." I gave him a small smile and handed him the container before going back to cutting the bit of watermelon I had left. I was a little too into my thoughts as Danny's words repeated.

"Hijo de puta, (Son of a bitch)" I hissed as I pulled a finger back in pain. The blood slowly started to form around the cut on my finger as I brought it to my mouth.

"Are you okay?" Steve rushed into the kitchen, and I nodded. He pulled my finger out as he looked at my wound before dragging me to the bathroom. "Sit tight. Let me get the first aid kit." He glanced at the wound again as I sat on the toilet seat. He opened the mirror and pulled out the small first aid kit on the lower shelf. I stayed quiet as he moved to sit on the side of the tub. He grabbed my hand and began to work on it. "This might sting a bit." He mumbled as he opened the saline solution cloth and gently wiped the wound. I winced a bit but allowed him to clean the wound. It was quiet between us as he rubbed in some Neosporin and wrapped a band-aid around it.

"Thank you," I said softly as I watched him gently rub the band-aid. He looked up at me and sighed.

"Talk to me." He hooked his finger under my chin and had me meet his gaze. His thumb touched my lower lip as he held eye contact with me. His eyes searched my face, almost begging me to talk to him. To say something. I took a deep breath before closing my eyes.

"I don't like the idea of you breaking into the Governor's," I said softly. "You're doing something dangerous, Steve." I opened my eyes as I began to think of all the possible outcomes of his doing this. None of it went well.

"I have to do this." He cupped my cheeks, and I leaned into his touch. "Something is not right here, and I must find out." I couldn't help but frown as I placed my hands over his.

"I understand that amor," I bit my lower lip. "I understand that you need answers, pero why did you try to hide it from me?"

"To protect you." He answered back as he placed a soft kiss on my lips. "I didn't want you to worry about me, and I didn't want you to be in danger." He moved and placed a kiss on my forehead.

"Eres un idiota. (You're an idiot)" I pulled away from his touch. "You can't keep hiding things from me." I tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. "If this relationship is going to work, I need you to be honest with me. I understand that there are things you won't always be able to tell me, but I need to know what you can." I held his hands in mine as I looked down at them. "I can handle myself, but what will you do when I chase after you because you didn't tell me what you were doing?" The corner of his lips tugged downwards.

"I'm sorry." He held my hands tightly before he brought them up to his lips. He placed a kiss on the back of my knuckles. "You're right. No more secrets." He promised with another kiss on the back of my hand.

"You do what you have to do," I moved to cup his cheeks. "I will be here waiting for you to come back to me. That's all I ask for is that you return to me no matter where you go or what you do."

"I can do that." He flashed me a smile, which I returned with one of my own. " I will always do everything I can to return to you."

"Good." I moved forward and kissed him. His smile grew against my lips, and he pulled me into his lap. A laugh left his lips as I let out a slight surprised noise. "Steve!" I lightly smacked his shoulder before shaking my head at him. His beautiful ocean-blue eyes gleamed with contentment as the green specks seemed to glow a little more. He held me tightly by my waist as he looked up at me. I moved my arms around his shoulders and ran my fingers through his neck.

"You look beautiful today." His fingers moved up my shirt, touching the slightly exposed skin.

"Don't even think about it, buddy." I patted his shoulder as I pushed myself off his lap. "You're not gonna get that lucky today." He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head to the side as if this was a challenge for him. I shook my head and moved away from his touch, which caused him to stand up. "Steve, I'm serious." I pointed a finger at him and took a step back. He gave me that smile as if he wouldn't take me seriously. "Please," I gave him a slight pout, "I prepared some food so we could enjoy it."

"Only because you asked so nicely." He raised his hand as if he was giving to my demands. I smiled as I held his hand out to him.

"I had a huge craving for something fruity," He took my hand as I pulled him with me to the kitchen. "And I think I might have gone too overboard on the shopping." I could hear the small laugh he let lose from his nose as he took in the fruit I had yet to cut.

"Little?" He raised an eyebrow. I smiled as I bit my lip and plopped a mango into my mouth. I shrugged and held a melon up to his lips. He didn't fight it as he opened his mouth and took the piece. He let out a slight hum as he nodded.

"Good, right?" He reached for another piece. He mumbled as he shoved the other piece in his mouth. "So worth it then." I took a strawberry and bit into it; a small moan left my lips as the sweetness of the strawberry filled my tastebuds. Steve pulled me into a kiss, and I didn't fight him as I moved my arms around his neck. I pushed myself up on my tippy toes and leaned into him. I hummed into the kiss as I felt his tongue touch mine as he deepened the kiss. He pulled back and smiled as I clung to him.

"Definitely worth it." He winked at me. I bit my lip and shook my head as I pushed him away.

"You're a big idiot." I plopped the rest of the strawberry in my mouth.

"Your big idiot." He took another fruit.

[neanderthal-pessimist]

H50 9x23 Junior is about to do something stupid and Tani is like “dude? dont do that”, and Danny is like “that’s what Steve does every day, now you know how i feel”. only thing is, earlier in the episode everyone [yes Danny too] is clearly implying that Tani and Junior are in love and are going to the wedding as a romantic couple. so hes basically comparing this soon-to-be romantic couple to their partnership.

And then Danny is LITERALLY telling Tani to “have fun” with Junior while “she’s still young” cause now he’s “old” and it’s too late for him. implying he’s too old to start dating Steve, that it would be too much change. then later in the episode, Lou claims steve is “old” too. reminding us of the conversation Tani and Danny exchanged earlier. (we’re not gonna talk about how similar their name is)

PLUS earlier in the episode, Steve told Mary that “he doesn’t fight for love” the way he should. and then at the end, steve and danny just bicker cause they’re so clearly in love.

Also, during the wedding, someone mistakes Tani and Junior for a couple, and then Tani acts jealous when the girl wants to flirt with him. again, very mcdanno coded.

Anyway. those might not be the exact dialogues since im watching it in french but whatever. gay rights.

[v8mpvrse]

just won in jeapordy to a question about the gay cops from hawaii five-0. very on brand for me!!!

[bed-wed-behead-your-fave]

Steve McGarrett from Hawaii Five-0 (2010)

[1jemmagirl22]

"Hey Sailor."

Top 23 ships I loved(Or more accurately became obsessed/re obsessed with) in 2023, ranked:

20: Steve McGarette and Catherine Rollins, Hawaii Five-0

[h50fics]

Mcdanno reunited

by Fanfic_writing_girl_18

Danny hates that even after he left him, he still would go running to Steve McGarett after he rings in the middle of the night.

Words: 2319, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Hawaii Five-0 (2010), McDanno - Fandom

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death

Categories: M/M

Characters: Danny "Danno" Williams, Steve McGarrett, Grace Williams (Hawaii Five-0), Charles "Charlie" Williams Edwards, Tani Rey, Junior Reigns, Catherine Rollins

Relationships: Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Steve McGarrett/Catherine Rollins, Steve McGarrett & Danny "Danno" Williams

Additional Tags: mcdanno

via AO3 works tagged 'Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams' https://ift.tt/cEI287X

[i-had-bucky]

WIP WEDNESDAY

It is, technically, 9 minutes into Thursday here, but y’know. I did post a completed fic today so. I decided to post this little snippet of a wip:

“What are we doing’ here, Steve?” Danny asked tiredly, his head thunking back against the hospital bed. “I mean, c’mon. It’s always this, always somethin’ right? You in the hospital, me in the hospital; one of us kidnapped; the other tearing apart Oahu or North Korea or Afghanistan.” He rolled his head to look at Steve. “It’s been ten years, babe. Seems like everyone’s in on this but us, and frankly, I’m tired of pretending.”

I’m not tagging anyone since again, it’s like Thursday here. I’m hoping to get The Domestication of Steve McGarett up at some point this week, but I also have to write a scene for my thesis novel and help my Ma with her statistics homework so, y’know. We’ll see. Maybe y’all will get more snippets instead.

[husky-and-starch]

This is really interesting for me because while I did the same initially with Miami Vice and came to similar conclusions I also watched Hawai’i 5-0 (the 2000s one) which added additional information to my graph.

If we’re to say Starsky and Sonny are red characters, Hutch and Tubbs are blue character, and yet Sonny is more of a Hutch than a Starsky and Tubbs is more of a Starsky than a Hutch I think throwing Steve McGarett and Danny Williams in the mix (as I did while watching H50) you get an interesting z-axis almost? Idk it become more complex basically.

Danny is most certainly a Red character. He’s hot headed and impulsive and Steve is certainly a Blue character but more aligned with Tubbs than Hutch. He does really stupid impulsive things really calmly. Additionally Danny is similar to Sonny, you could say in some ways they’re the same character (both have plot points about their kids and getting back with their wives and having girlfriends and they’re living in really shitty conditions and they’re both very intense) but unlike Sonny, Danny is certainly more of a Starsky. Much of what he does is reminiscent of the things Starsky does, he’s a bit naive and has lines about reading something and believing it without fact checking (remember that one time Starsky bought a “chinchilla”?). I think if you put Danny back in New Jersey he’d have a slew of restaurants where he in, some x-degrees of Kevin Bacon style string of names and people, knows the owner. (I haven’t finished H50 so I can’t confirm if this ever happens but those are the vibes he gives)

Steve is an outlier though. He’s insane he’s not like Starsky or Hutch because he’s not exactly a cop. He’s a Navy SEAL. He acts like a Navy SEAL. If I HAD to assign him one or the other I’d say Hutch exclusively because of their shared love for the ocean. (Hutch would never be a Navy SEAL tho let’s get that straight)

Honestly I don’t think there’s any way to scientifically graph this information cause it’s not really *science* it’s just like vibes? Ig? If you boil it down to various different aspects they’re grouped in different ways and give you different information.

Examples:

Interestingly this one also shows who grew up in the New England area. (Also idk if Tubbs specifically likes or dislikes the ocean)

Maybe divorce is what makes a Hutch tick…?

This is just because I think everyone should know that Sonny brings up gay sex *specifically* far more than is really necessary. I think maybe Starsky and Hutch brought up gay sex once but Sonny brings it up nearly every episode fr.

Anyway I feel like I’ve been fucking around with this concept procrastinating cause I don’t wanna edit stuff but I don’t think I have anything else to say.

It’s fun to think about the similarities between characters but honestly it boils down to vibes something that cannot be analyzed scientifically and in the words of OB from Loki “It was a fiction problem!” *dies*

When I first started watching Miami Vice - over six months ago now - it was with Starsky and Hutch in mind. See, I'm a huge fan of Starsky and Hutch, and so I thought, "Miami Vice, a show about a pair of cops in the 80's? It's basically 80's Starsky and Hutch, right? That's right up my alley!"

So here's the thing: I was totally wrong about it being 80's S&H, for multiple reasons, but I was right that it was up my alley. Of course, I had no idea what I was dipping my toes into at the time, but that's exactly why I've written this post. Going into Miami Vice and watching it through the lens of S&H gave me some interesting insights, and I want to share one with y'all now.

Now on tvtropes.org there's a trope for when one character of a pair is more passionate or hot-headed, and the other character is calmer and cool-headed. The trope is flexible, and is referred to as Red Oni and Blue Oni. The trope can be more nuanced than that (or less) but that's the general idea.

It's usually pretty easy to tell which is which, and if you're struggling to tell them apart, then the trope probably doesn't apply.

For example: in Starsky and Hutch, Starsky is Red (easily excited and usually full of energy - also not as book-smart as his partner, and less likely to stop and think things through)

and Hutch is Blue (more reclusive, book-smart, overthinks things).

In Miami Vice, Sonny is Red (very inclined to react emotionally, and based on a lot of his habits is pretty impulsive)

and Rico is Blue (also impulsive, but more often with forethought)

Now here's where it gets interesting - at least to me. When I saw that Sonny was Red, my mind grouped him together with Starsky automatically. Same with Rico and Hutch. I thought I understood the characters.

Boy was I wrong.

Right at the beginning of MV, it really feels like the show wants me to believe that Sonny is a good ol', live 'n let live boy. It wants me to think that Rico is some kind of high-strung city slicker with a short fuse. I was totally fooled, too. That's not dissimilar to the vibe of S&H's relationship, and so I wasn't thinking all that much about it.

So for a little bit I really did think that Sonny was laid back and that Tubbs was pretty uptight, and wow, that is not true at freaking all. Yo, Tubbs is chill af (unless you’ve messed with someone he loves/his car), and Sonny is … so high-strung. Dude, I think he gives Hutch a run for his money.

And that’s the thing. When I first watched it, I was like Sonny is like the Starsky, and Tubbs is like the Hutch of the duo. Nope. Veerrry nope. Tubbs is the blue half of his duo - for sure - but he is definitely the Starsky. Just like Sonny is the red boi, hands down, but he is definitely the Hutch.

Sonny, like Hutch, feels too much, and they both struggle to bounce back from those feelings. They struggle to move on/move forward, and they tend to wallow in their emotions. You can see the way that their circumstances and mistakes weigh them down, and that even though they keep getting up to fight, they do so with less and less enthusiasm each time.

Starsky and Tubbs – on the other hand – are both street-raised New Yorkers that tend to be optimists. They look on the bright side of things, more willing to find silver-linings and more willing to move forward/move on. They still obviously care, but they are just ... I guess they're literally just more emotionally healthy?

Anyway, I realize that this is long, and now that I'm reaching my conclusion, it sounds sort of lame, but I found this so interesting, since I had to change the categorization in my head. I was only putting them on a scale of Red to Blue, and completely neglected what was essentially the y axis in my little mental graph: which I guess was optimism vs pessimism?

So Sonny and Rico are on the opposite extremes. Sonny is a moody red boi, and Rico is a cool blue boi. Meanwhile Starsky and Hutch are in the middle, Starsky being a cool red boi and Hutch being a moody blue boi.

This sounds really underwhelming now, but I'd love to hear anyone else's thoughts on this. Do you guys think that the y axis should be optimism vs pessimism? Are there any other things that stood out to you?

[ilikemcdanno]

When your boyfriend is being ridiculous, just give him that (cute) face, maybe he’ll calm down.

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[ladyxmacbeth]

"But I will say this is how I thought it would end for us... a couple of old guys sitting on a beach, watching sunsets..."

[danny-williams]

Chapters: 1/3 Fandom: Hawaii Five-0 (2010) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams Characters: Danny "Danno" Williams, Steve McGarrett Additional Tags: Episode Tag, Post-Episode: s09e01 Ka Owili Oka'i (Cocoon), Friends to Lovers, First Time, Bisexual Danny "Danno" Williams Summary:

When Danny said that Steve needed to go out on a date, he didn’t exactly mean with him.

(set after s9.01)

[writingsofspn]

MI6 - Steve McGarrett x Reader

Requested by @sleeplessnightsgirl a long time ago! Sorry for the wait - but hope you enjoy:)

Y/N has been working for Britsh Secret Service, MI6, for a little while. Them and Steve have been together for a few months and Y/N still hasn’t worked up the courage to tell him yet. But when they’re chasing the same guy, what happens?

Warnings: Mentions of murder, lying

Y/N = Your Name

Italics = Messages

this fic is gender neutral:)

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It’s fine. I’ll tell him I’m going to see my parents. That’ll work, right?

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Your phone went off at 3am, and you groggily picked it up - the blue screen far too bright for this time of morning. Your eyes took a moment to adjust before reading the short message displayed across the screen.

Track mission. Michael Caster: 5’11, 190lbs. Rockford, Illinois.

“Hey, who’s that?” Steve said, rolling over and squinting his eyes. You quickly put your phone back on the bedside table and turned to face Steve.

“Oh it’s just my dad. I think he just forgets the time difference sometimes, he’s texting me about a movie he saw earlier. It’s fine - go back to sleep.” You said calmly, putting your hands around his neck and smiling at him.

“Okay.” He said sleepily, his eyes already closing as he settled down again. You watched him fall back asleep before you turned around and grabbed your phone.

Registered. Mission report for ma’am by next week. Estimated finish in two weeks without complication. B5.

You replied quickly, gently resting your phone back where it was and throwing your head back onto your pillow. Now really wasn’t the time for a trip onto the mainland and putting your life at risk. You and Steve hadn’t been together long - 8 months or so. You hadn’t told him anything about MI6 or what you did before you met him, and as far as he was concerned; you’d just worked for your parents until you moved to Hawaii 2 years ago; not that you worked as an agent for the most-well known British secret service to exist.

You turned your head and looked at him next to you. You really didn’t want to leave. Steve was doing a really tough case at the moment, chasing down some guy that was going after kids; and it really seemed to get to him. You wanted to be there for him, but your job said otherwise.

You huffed and turned over, putting your face into the pillow. You’d come up with an excuse tomorrow.

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“Hey Steve? I’m thinking I might go see my parents. They’ve been texting me non-stop for the past couple weeks and I think something might be up.” You said nonchalantly, your heart breaking when you saw his face fall. You knew he wouldn’t say no. He could never when it came to your family, he knew moving from England to Hawaii was a big deal for you and that you missed your family like crazy.

“Uh no...of course Y/N, you should go. How long you thinking of going for?” He asked, sadness evident in his tone.

“Not long. Two weeks? Maybe a few days longer if I need to. There’s a flight available tomorrow, early morning.” You replied, grabbing your case from the top of your wardrobe and beginning to put a few items inside.

“Sounds good. I hope you have fun with your family. You know, I’d love to come with you but with the case going on and everything...I don’t think I have time to take a break.” He said sadly, coming over to give you a hug. His arms wrapped around your waist and his chin rested on your head.

“No, it’s fine. I completely understand. Maybe you can come with me next time. My parents are desperate to meet you. Next time, baby.” You mumbled against his chest, breathing in deeply. You felt so bad lying to him, but you didn’t know how to tell him. You were sure the service wouldn’t mind: he was head of five-0 and ex-Seal so they’d trust him to know. All spouses had a right to know.

You just didn’t know how to tell him.

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Your flight to Illinois seemed to last a long time. You’d checked your briefing over ten times yet you still had a couple hours to kill. Your leg bounced up and down as you gazed outside the window.

“Nervous flyer?” The person in the seat next to you asked.

“Nope. Just got somewhere to be.” You replied.

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Everything seemed to be going pretty smoothly. You learned the guy you were chasing was wanted for murder for several different people, and the police couldn’t catch him. He seemed to slip through their fingers every time they got close.

He was British. Started killing in England; hence why MI6 had been tasked to find him and not the FBI. He’d moved onto America and carried on with his killings. Who he was killing, you didn’t know. MI6 didn’t release you that information, just tasked you to find him. You were good at your job, and found him just before your two weeks were up. You’d tracked him to Jericho, California and you were ready to take him in that night.

However, Michael Caster had other plans.

You’d been talking with your correspondent at MI6 when you learned Caster booked an emergency flight to Hawaii under a false name.

If you were being pretty honest, it worked in your favour. It meant you could get home quicker and you wouldn’t have to worry about lying to Steve for at least another couple months.

You hitched a private flight to Honolulu airport as quick as you could, tracking Caster through the airport the whole time. Your flights touched down at similar times which seriously worked to your advantage. You raced through the airport, and Caster was obviously aware he was being followed. You got through baggage claim and made it into the huge crowd that gathered in the terminals. You pushed your way through but your gaze got lost and you couldn’t see him anymore. You made it outside, just to see Caster getting into a cab and driving away.

“Dammit.” You muttered out loud, gritting your teeth. You found your car in the parking lot and tracked the cab he’d gotten into. He was dropped off at some industrial estate, and you watched him shakily get out of the cab and retrieve his ‘luggage.’ You pulled behind slightly and watched his movements. You waited until he was between two storage containers where he couldn’t escape before you got out of the car, ready to make your arrest.

“MI6, please. Stay where you are Caster. Let’s not make this anymore difficult than it has to be.” You shouted, raising your hands into the air. As you began to walk forward, you heard sirens coming towards you. ‘Shit. HPD.’ You thought. You watched Caster’s movements as you heard the cars quickly rounded the corner. You held your badge high up into the air, attempting to hide your face in case anyone on the force recognised you.

“MI6. Please let me handle my case. I’ve got this, thank you!” You shouted loudly, so HPD could hear you over the car’s engines. You hoped to God that they’d just turn around and leave you, as after all, that was protocol. MI6 had higher clearance over HPD and were told to let agents get on with their work. You walked up to Caster and put the cuffs that you held in your right hand onto his wrists that were behind his back. You pulled your phone out.

Mission complete. Target found and arrested. Arrange for removal immediately.

The HPD cars were already starting to pack away when you saw a familiar car rounding the corner of the estate. Your heart plummeted and your whole body went hot and numb.

Danny’s Camero pulled up and your boyfriend steps out of the car. You watch in shock as he walks over to Duke and asks what’s going on. You try to walk quickly to your car but you see Steve throw a look your way. He looks, then turns back to Duke, and then turns his head again. He looks completely lost for words. You push Caster onto your backseat and slam the door. Steve storms over to the car, arms folded. You squeeze your eyes shut, almost bracing for impact.

“Shit.” You mutter.

“So, Y/N. You wanna tell me something?” Steve asks mockingly. He arches his eyebrows and sways where he stands. You close your eyes briefly, before deciding to be brave.

“What’s up Steve. How’s it going.” You say quietly. You cringed inside, you couldn’t seem to function.

“You mind telling me why you’re arresting a guy that five-0 has been chasing for months? You wanna tell me why I’ve just seen my girl/boyfriend, who as far as I was concerned, was seeing their parents out in England, holding up an agency badge and yelling at HPD directions to leave them alone. Huh? You wanna tell me?” He mused, smirking as he folded his arms even tighter; eager to hear your reply.

“Steve. I wanted to tell you. But I just...I couldn’t. I didn’t know how. It’s such a weird part of my life that I’ve kept a secret for so long that I couldn’t comprehend telling you. I felt like you might think I had...had too much baggage or something.” You scratched the back of your neck. You looked down at your feet and wished the ground would swallow you up. You hadn’t wanted to tell Steve this way. You’d hoped to tell him gently, with plenty of time to comprehend and understand.

But all of that was out the window.

“Y/N. Honestly? I don’t care that you’re in the service. I know what it’s like, it’s hard to tell the people you love that you’re involved in that kinda thing. But I’m kinda hurt you didn’t tell me. You could’ve told me, I would’ve understood; you know that.” He came closer and took both your hands in his.

“I’m sorry, Steve. I know I could have told you, but I just wasn’t ready. I’m sorry you had to find out like this.” You motioned towards the scene around you and at your bullet-proof vest.

“Hey. Hey. It doesn’t matter. I know now and that’s all that matters, and now I can support you through it all.” He freed his hands and wrapped his arms around you in a hug. “I love you. You know that right?” He mumbled into your hair.

“I know it, don’t worry. I love you too...so much.” You squeezed tighter.

“So. How many times have you actually been to see your parents in the 2 years we’ve known each other?” He asked. He just thought you went to see your parents a lot, and that you got homesick easily.

“Well, lets see. Out of the many times I’ve told you I was going to see my parents, I’ve seen them twice. And the other trips I’ve been on? They’ve all been...business too.” You almost laughed at how much you’d lied to him. You felt awful, but at the same time; relieved he finally knew. You guys stayed silent for a few seconds.

“MI6? Nice. Pretty hot, if you ask me.” Steve squeezed you tighter and smiled.

“I don’t know. Maybe I’ll join five-0. Guess that’s pretty sexy too.” You giggled, leaning in to press your lips against his in a well-deserved kiss.

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[cowandcalf]

Meta on Steve aka "Smooth Dog" – a short character study

Steve McGarrett and his way with women. The answer to this you'll find in his youth.

In season 10, Steve reveals an uncharacteristic streak we haven't seen so far. He's uncomfortable and insecure when it comes to the task to ask a woman out on a date. He's downright shy and he squirms as if the assignment he needs to face is too big and an emotional steeplechase. He likes to take things slow. He wants to wait for the right moment and he hates being pushed because he kind of isn't ready. At all.

And the reason why he hits this invisible wall as a grown adult in his forties is because he has never had to learn how to do it. It's his first time ever that he needs to be charming, forthcoming and that he has to dig up courage to approach a woman and to ask her out. What Steve experiences Danny has undergone in his youth as a teenager. And I guess, most of the grown men from the Five-0 task force made the same experience as Danny. But not Steve. Steve has never had to fight for attention or to fight for being seen.

If you want to understand why Steve acts quite insecure when it comes to women and asking them out for a date you have to go way back into the years of his youth.

Actually, I start with Steve in High School. Steve's a jock. Steve's a quarterback. Steve's the best quarterback Kukui High has ever had. Steve's a star! He's the most wanted guy at school. He's the secret dream of almost every girl (for sure also the dream of some female teachers) which visits Kukui High.

Steve might be a shy teenager. He might have some difficulties to act cool and collected around girls. He might be blushing and stuttering and he might also hide behind the back of his friends he hangs out with. He eats in the cantina, and he might have no idea what to talk about with girls who always giggle and glance his way. He has Mary as a bar and he doesn't even understand his little sister. He fights with her and he knows she's a girl and that he loves different stuff. But her world is quite a mystery to him. He rather sticks around with his friends and pals, his surfer guys and his ohana.

Yes, they're at the beach. They surf, they meet girls. It's normal to see everyone in swim trunks and bikinis, to be in the water, to chill together. Everything comes very naturally.

But the most important puzzle piece is Steve the quarterback! Steve, the jock! Steve the outstanding, good-looking, very handsome, super trained, awesome talented and super cute jock! Steve is hot as fuck! He's a dream version of the beach boy, surfer boy comes true.

Hawaii, High School, Football – the holy trinity. And the king is Steve, like their famous, undefeated quarterback. He even pulverizes all of Chin's school records. He's even more famous. Steve is the freaking catch!! Even if he feels uncomfortable with the fame he has to carry and he has to deal with. I'm so sure he also loves it because all girls (and boys and teachers, male and female) admire him. Look up to him, love him, cheer for him, drool over him… damn, Steve's the jackpot!

And he knows it!

Steve works out tons. He looks fabulous. Tanned skin for miles and miles, trained, hard abs, a radiant smile, a shy attitude, fierceness on the gridiron, determined and dedicated to his task. He's a freaking wet dream for every teenage girl in the schoolyard.

And then there are Friday nights! Play nights! It's football madness and this adrenaline rush that comes with the great entrance of the player who fight for Kukui High. The boys are warriors out on the field. They get celebrated like kings! The crowd is cheering and Steve kicks ass on the field. He pushes his team to the max, makes them win.

He's a fucking badass and a sexy star!

And guess what? On the benches, at the sidelines, in the spectator area, there are girls as far as the eye can reach. They scream they cry, they cheer and they yell Steve's name. And some of them have banners with Steve's name on it and hearts! And don't forget the cheerleaders! Wow! Sexy girls, trained and skilled and so into their football team they support. And there's always the cheerleader queen who normally gets to win the quarterback of the football team.

I'm so sure of it, Steve got kissed many times after a game. He never had to fight for attention. No, on the contrary, he was almost harassed with attention, with praises and with girls who would love to have sex with him, kiss him, flirt with him. Steve is always surrounded by girls who want to be near him because he's the star quarterback of Kukui High.

The girls surround him in clusters!

And if a girl behaves difficult, demands too much, Steve moves on to the next one. He's young. He's bursting with strength and testosterone! He can have any girl he wants. He can have the High School cheerleader queen. That's the jackpot, man!

Smooth Dog is on his way.

Now, change of scenery. His mother dies. He and Mary get send away. A tragedy takes place and alters Steve's soul. His emotional growth comes to an abrupt halt. He swallows the pain and hurt, fear and emotional agony because his father sends him off to the mainland.

A terrible, hard path starts for young, carefree Steve. The lingering sadness gets added to his character and the hard gushes caused by emotional pain never really heal. He learns to deal with it. He might withdraw and be for himself. I'm sure at Carlsberg he hides behind sports and physical exhaustion to find some peace, to set his mind to rest. He's a brilliant student and once he accepts his fate he digs his heel into the ground and just takes off because that's how he's wired.

He moves on. He grows into a strong, quiet, wonderful young man. His energy is radiant. He's surrounded by this faint hint of adventure, sadness, and strength. Warriors and heroes are made from that material. Steve's breathtakingly handsome. And he wants to be a SEAL.

I guess he has some girls, who are interested in him. But his mother's death and the separation of his family still eats at his soul. He doesn't have the strength or the interest to deal with a relationship.

And suddenly he's together with strong, young, hungry men. They fight to get through BUD/s. They all have one goal. He sees his comrades fail. He knows only the strongest survive. Steve's a fighter. And he has to prove something to himself.

The deep-rooted doubt is eating at the bones of his soul. His father has sent him away – his only son. Is he loved? Why can't he be with his father? Has he disappointed his father in some sort? Steve will never ever again be free in his heart and his soul because deep down he thinks he has failed as a son.

And the only thing he can do is to be the best, the strongest, the fucking elite guy who proves everyone that he's the one! That he can beat nature and his own will. Every supervisor, every chief, every boss, every drill sergeant turns into his father and he wants to make them proud.

Until he finds Joe and Joe guides him and Steve's hungry, empty heart can rest a bit. But it never really heals.

SEALs are impressive. They are strong and a women's magnet. Steve's a man and he also needs sex, wants sex, has sex. He's healthy and everything is a freaking challenge for him. I'm sure he bets with his friends and SEAL buddies which girl he takes home tonight. He doesn't have to go looking. Again, the girls and the women hunt them. The female gender gets drawn to strong warriors, lonesome fighters with this handsomeness and this sad streak around the eyes. Steve's a jackpot once again.

Smooth Dog is born.

And he doesn't treat the female sex so nicely. He grows up in a world where orders, obeying and giving orders, asking for obedience is on the daily agenda. He serves and he has one aim. To be a SEAL, to be an elite soldier. He will get forged in hell of terrible training schedules and exclusive ops and drills and exercises and deployments.

Women and how to deal with them happen on the sideline. Steve can't develop the finesse that's needed to really deal with the female sex. He gets to know the women who also join the Navy and the military. And those are just as many exceptions to the rules as every other person in this military world. It's a unique universe with different rules and laws.

And Steve doesn't have any difficulties to find a way to flirt and to be with a woman because he's again a star. He's a SEAL. He's special and hot and an incredible catch. Steve doesn't really pay attention to it. Because his focus is on the task, on the ops, on the mission, and on his brothers.

And there are some adventures we know of. He's not interested in a relationship. Even though, Steve's emotional and he falls quickly for someone, the pull towards to serve his country is way bigger. He doesn't want to settle.

And then he meets Catherine. And Catherine endures a lot of Steve's demanding attitude. The way he uses her for his own good, for his work as the head of Five-0 demands a meta on its own. Cath just bears and takes everything Steve's dishes out. He's not always so friendly and nice and loving with Catherine. But he doesn't have to work for it either. Catherine is there, always, whenever Steve calls, and orders and demands, she delivers. They end up in a relationship Steve doesn't really work for. It just happens.

(Not gonna move further into this direction. That's for another time.)

So, let's sum this up.

The whole tragedy ends with the way Cath and Steve break up. Steve starts to realize what kind of a woman (in a good way) he has had over all those years. But he missed out so many clear signs. Anyway, he's alone again and for the first time in like forever he realizes there are not that many women just gathering around him without him doing something for it.

But he's still young and bursting with energy and strength. And he meets Lynn and their first date goes down like a freaking drill on a paintball weekend. Steve has fun. He's the hero again and Lynn is smitten and just a frightened and a bit in shock. Lynn teaches Steve that he has to give his fair bit to this relationship and Steve also learns with Lynn that he can't just move on like he always has.

Lynn is a breaking point where Steve realizes for the first time that getting a woman is work, keeping her is even harder work and having a well-functioning relationship is almost impossible to manage. It dawns on him that it's not all for granted, that there are women who give zero fuck about a Smooth Dog in cargo pants. They want a man, a boyfriend, who can talk, who doesn't forget Valentine's Day and who loves to go shopping with them.

Steve's not happy. He's flustered, and bewildered and a bit in shock and he doesn't deal with it.

The years move on, time flies by and he undergoes terrible injuries and terrible losses. Ten years is a long time.

But one day he finds himself sitting at the table and drinking his coffee while he tries to ignore the pain in his bones and he asks himself how the fuck does he make a woman go on a date with him.

And suddenly, Steve doesn't have the support any more of being quarterback, being a young warrior, being SEAL, being the tough head of the task force. He's older, he has issues and the women in his world are emotionally grown and very demanding in a way he has never ever delivered.

So, that's how Steve ends up standing in the dog park with Danny and kind of gets cold feet. He just doesn't know how to deal with it. It's like he's living it backward and experiences all the insecurities others go through when they are teenagers. Steve has never learned how to really win a woman over just with being Steve.

And last but not least. The first person who doesn't take the shit Steve dishes out, who isn't impressed by all his awards and highly decorated Navy career, is one Danny Williams, highly decorated Detective himself. And that's where another story begins.

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5x17 is one of my FAVE h50 episodes. The Mcdanno content in it is just 👌👌

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Mcdanno reunited

by Fanfic_writing_girl_18

Danny hates that even after he left him, he still would go running to Steve McGarett after he rings in the middle of the night.

Words: 2319, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Hawaii Five-0 (2010), McDanno - Fandom

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death

Categories: M/M

Characters: Danny "Danno" Williams, Steve McGarrett, Grace Williams (Hawaii Five-0), Charles "Charlie" Williams Edwards, Tani Rey, Junior Reigns, Catherine Rollins

Relationships: Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Steve McGarrett/Catherine Rollins, Steve McGarrett & Danny "Danno" Williams

Additional Tags: mcdanno

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