Title: Science
By: boho-beata
Rating: PG-13. Kids wouldn't really appreciate this.
Fandom/Pairing: CSI: NY - DannyFlack
Summary: Based upon prompt #070 Science.
Disclaimer: Nope, I own nada.

Danny went home early that day. Mac made him since he had fallen down some stairs at the crime scene. There was a cut above his left eyebrow and a couple of bruises on his back, but otherwise he was fine. Mac wasn't taking any chances though, so he sent Danny home.

He had been there for about 3 hours now, thinking about why Don was acting so weird... well, he watched some soap operas and ate some... a lot of brownies, too, but mostly, Don was on his mind.

Danny was a man of science, he knew there was always a reason for something. Just like Newton said, for every action, there is an opposite and equal reaction. Danny had the reaction, now what was the action?

The only thing Danny could think of was his little dare with Adam. Okay, so he tapped Lindsay's butt, but how could Don have seen that? He hadn't seen him outside the breakroom at the time, otherwise he wouldn't have done it, no matter what Adam said.

Flack was sneaky at times, though, so maybe he had seen what Danny did. Danny all ready knew how Don felt about the new CSI - he hated her. She flirted way too much with Danny for Don's liking; he cut the limit at a friendly hello (well, for her at least).

With a sigh, Danny looked up at the clock. Don should be coming home in less than half an hour, well that is, if he wanted to come home.

Danny slouched down more on the couch to get comfortable and stared at the TV, which was on mute. Maybe he could close his eyes for just a minute...

Three hours later, Don came home to find Danny asleep on the couch, his head falling to one side. He smiled slightly and gently moved Danny so he was laying down. He picked up the blanket that was always on the back of the couch and covered Danny with it.

"I'm sorry," He murmured and kissed the bandage above Danny's eyebrow, then ran his hand through Danny's hair, causing Danny to stir.

"Fimoreminutes, ma," He murmured and turned over towards the back of the couch, "Promise, ma, five minutes."

Don chuckled at Danny's actions and shook his head. He headed toward their bedroom, undoing his tie along the way.

By the time Danny woke up, it was a quarter past midnight and he was... warm? and there was no kink in his neck? Huh? He sat up and noticed that there was a blanket on him and he had just been laying down. Aww, he smiled, Don took care of me.

Danny swung his legs over the side of the couch and put the blanket over his shoulders, holding it there with one hand. He got up and stretched before heading to the bedroom, where he found Don sleeping on top of the covers, his hand was halfway in his pants. Danny rolled his eyes and grinned; that was one of Flack's odd habits. (A/N: My brothers do that and I find it so weird.)

Kneeling on the bed, Danny put the blanket over Don, then stripped down to his boxers and slipped under the comforter as best as he could without pulling enough to throw Don off the bed. He fell asleep almost immediately after.

The next time Danny woke up, Don's nice, strong, warm arms were around him and his back was glued to Don's back; he didn't want to move at all. He snuggled in more to the warmth and let out a sound of content, letting Don know that if he moved, there'd be a very cranky Danny to deal with... but that didn't stop Don.

He leaned up on the arm that was wrapped around Danny and kissed his temple. "Danny.."

"Why, Don? Why? Why? So warm, why?" Danny whined in a tired voice and tried getting back that warmth.

Don smiled and kissed Danny's neck as an apology. "I talked to Adam..."

"Oh come on, don't mention him, it just kills the moment."

"Be quiet Danny," Don rolled his eyes, "I talked to him and he told me about yer little dare and... I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Danny murmured and leaned up to kiss Don, "Now please, lay back down!"

Don chuckled and laid back down, pulling Danny closer to him. "We're not goin' anywhere."

"Good," Danny muttered and closed his eyes, "Now let me sleep, I'm injured."

"Ya lazy bum," Don teased and kissed the back of his neck, "I love you, babe."

"I'll love you, too... now shut up."

Don grinned and adjusted the comforter to cover both of them up to their shoulders. He closed his eyes and let his mind drift. If they were going to stay here until the end of time, so be it. It was good with him.