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Williams Family Home - Newark, NJ, Friday Night

The funeral for Matty had, of course, been closed casket. And it had been full of cops (all former coworker's of Danny's) and firefighters (all former coworker's of his father) so it was easy to not have to address anything emotionally at the time.

Though Grace being there with him had caused more than a few cracks to come through as he just tried to get through this period.

Which was possibly why he was laying in one of bedrooms in the home that he and his siblings had grown up in, staring at the ceiling, trying to will himself to sleep. Even though he knew he'd have nightmares there.

[[for the guy on the air mattress]]

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Steve made a soft, happy noise at that and slid his hands back to squeeze Danny's ass.

It was a very distracting ass.

The bed creaked a little bit more as they pressed closer together, causing Danny to break the kiss for a moment. But he immediately turned his attention onto Steve's ridiculous tattoos once again with a sucking kiss there.

Because he needed to leave a mark there. Needed it like a hook in his gut pulling him along to that.

Steve put his free arm over his mouth to muffle that moan. It would be terrible if anyone heard this.

Well. Not Danny. But other people.

At least it was in a spot that wasn't highly noticeable?

Danny returned the favor of putting his hand over Steve's mouth in the hopes that he'd go back to touching him instead. And because his own noises were now being muffled by the fact that he was definitely leaving a hickey on Steve now.

Steve sighed and moved his hands back down to Danny's hips, grinding him against him. It felt good, he wasn't going to overthink it right now.

Danny's breathing picked up and he moved to meet him as best he could without causing the bed to creak or groan, which didn't leave much room for him to work with. But he was nothing if not determined.

"Danny," Steve murmured, sliding his hand back into Danny's shorts.

Danny bit down on Steve's shoulder, letting out a shuddering breath.

"God, Steve," he managed, hand on the side of Steve's neck now instead of his mouth like it should have been. But someone was distracting him.

"I've got you," Steve murmured, twisting his hand slightly.

Danny did not at all mean to make the almost sobbing noise at Steve's words. It was still a terribly emotional night and Steve was being... Steve about things.

"Oh, Danny," Steve murmured, cradling Danny's head against him.

So maybe he really did need Steve to be in charge rather than to get bossy about it with him. Or just needed something here.

"Babe," he managed, closing his eyes as he curled in toward Steve a little more than before.

Steve wrapped Danny in as tight a hug as he could manage.

Danny clung back to him just as much, not willing to let him go just yet.

"I've got you," Steve repeated, patting Danny's back.

Which was precisely what Danny needed, really.

He turned his head to kiss Steve for that with a relieved little sigh.

Steve kissed him back, sliding his thumb along Danny's cheekbone.

This was leading away from helping a bro out and into something verging on romantic.

Though the location didn't help.

Danny sighed and tilted his face into that touch.

Steve was just...not thinking about how spinning this was going to be impossible. That was tomorrow's problem. Tonight's was making sure Danny was as okay as Steve could help him be. He moved his thumb along Danny's cheek. "You good?"

"Yeah," Danny said, blinking away emotions that had popped up there. "Yeah. I'm okay."

"It's been a very long day," Steve said, stating the obvious. "Emotions get all--"

Messy, Steve. You mean messy.

"Yeah," Danny agreed with a huff of laughter, knowing Steve well enough to get what he meant. "Christ, what is do without you..."

"You don't have to find out," Steve said sincerely.

Danny kissed him again for that. And it was one that would be harder to avoid later on with how relieved and sweet it was.

Steve froze for a split second (because this felt a lot harder to brush off as just helping a friend out) before kissing Danny back.

"Still here," he murmured.

And if that could be taken a couple ways, well.

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