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And Danny isn't wearing a shirt, so Steve ends up winding his fingers in the waistband of his boxer shorts, as if to keep him close, and Danny laughs fondly, says, "I'm not going anywhere," and Steve just mumbles, rubs his cheek against Danny's chest, and he hasn't shaved, Danny wasn't anticipating stubble burn, but okay, okay. He rubs the back of Steve's neck slowly, gently, feels Steve get heavier and heavier against him, starts to tell him stories like he used to do for Grace, impossible things, feats of daring-do, just to provide the rumble of a voice until Steve's fast asleep.