Maybe it's at his expense, but he's alright with it, when Steve's smile turns a little less hang-loose-breezy and a little more actually amused, deepening a shaded dimple for a second before he leans over and nudges Danny's attention back to his drink.
"Hey, I'm getting to it," he protests, taking up the bottle, and taking a long sip to settle himself back into the groove of bar, light conversation, hanging out at the end of a long week with Steve. Just where he wants to be.
Steve's watching the crowd, and Danny watches him, before his eyes move to the TV overhead, stubbornly refusing to go back to the long slope of Steve's shoulder and side, ubiquitous t-shirt hanging easily against him. It helps when they replay a sack that makes him wince. Post-season stats slide along a black bar at the bottom of the screen, making him think of Steve saying he'd never been to a professional baseball game.
Well, it's not likely he's ever going to, here, but it's a shame. Missing out on the stadium, crowd excitement caught high in the air.
Baseball would probably be too slow for him, though. "I'm in no rush. A night off should be savored."
How many chances do they get, seriously, to just unwind a little? The job colors everything, and he wouldn't have it any other way, but it's nice to take a little break.
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Date: 2012-11-22 02:53 pm (UTC)"Hey, I'm getting to it," he protests, taking up the bottle, and taking a long sip to settle himself back into the groove of bar, light conversation, hanging out at the end of a long week with Steve. Just where he wants to be.
Steve's watching the crowd, and Danny watches him, before his eyes move to the TV overhead, stubbornly refusing to go back to the long slope of Steve's shoulder and side, ubiquitous t-shirt hanging easily against him. It helps when they replay a sack that makes him wince. Post-season stats slide along a black bar at the bottom of the screen, making him think of Steve saying he'd never been to a professional baseball game.
Well, it's not likely he's ever going to, here, but it's a shame. Missing out on the stadium, crowd excitement caught high in the air.
Baseball would probably be too slow for him, though. "I'm in no rush. A night off should be savored."
How many chances do they get, seriously, to just unwind a little? The job colors everything, and he wouldn't have it any other way, but it's nice to take a little break.