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EZRA MILLER for Playboy (2018), ph. Ryan Pfluger.

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That Look

Pairing: Author!Steve McGarrett x Reader

Warnings: None

Summary & Author’s Note - You worked for the San Francisco PD for years, until you screwed up..majorly.  The Captain agreed to give you a second chance, but only if you did it somewhere else.  The SFPD ships you off to Hawaii, where you are supposed to follow, the now well known, Hawaii 5-0 Task Force. - I hope you guys enjoy this little piece!  There might be a second part....I haven’t decided yet. Hope you guys are up for some fun romance!

You thought you would love Hawaii, and you do, except for fucking Steve McGarrett.  Nothing you do seems to be right, and dammit, it was getting on your nerves.  You were with the San Francisco Police for years and you screw up one damn case and they decided to ship you off to a beautiful island.  While that doesn’t sound so bad, Steve refuses to leave you alone.  He knows the basics of why you are here and he doesn’t seem to want you on the team at all.  

The two of you are working on a case and being stuck in the Hawaii 5-0 headquarters with just him is proving to be difficult.  “Y/N,” you look up from your computer, “have you finished looking into Gerome?” A sigh escapes your lips as you realize that, being caught up in all your other tasks, you forgot to do that one thing.  “No, commander.” His jaw tightens as he looks at you and realizing that he’s about to yell, you stutter, “Um..but yes..I can get on that right now.”  

“What have you been doing for the past two hours?”  You look back at your computer and try to unclench your fists.  God he pissed you off sometimes.  “I was looking into Hocker.  I thought he was a better lead out of the three we have at the moment.”  As you continue to stare at your screen, you notice the silence.  You gulp and turn to look at Steve.  His eyes are on you, burning a hole through you.  “Why do you think he is a better suspect?”  You clear your throat and explain.  You speak for 30 minutes, going over every piece of evidence the team has and connecting it to Hocker.

Steve stares at you, his left eyebrow arched.  You stare back, not wanting to back down, feeling you have to gain his respect somehow, maybe this case will be it.  “Good job.” He turns suddenly and enters his office, leaving you to your own devices.  “God.” you mumble.  Looking back at your computer screen, you notice your to-do list in the corner and sigh.  There were two more suspects to look through and you knew just going with the first one could be a fatal mistake.  Leaning forward, you get to work.

You hear your stomach grumble and you finally decide to look away from your computer.  You rub your eyes and look outside, shocked to find that somehow it got dark without you noticing.  Getting up from your desk, you stretch and look around only to find Steve asleep on his desk.  Your eyes wander around his face, noticing the sharp cheeks and soft-looking brown hair. Wow, he’s actually attractive, you think, at least..while he’s asleep.  You run your hands through your hair and head over and into his office.  “Steve,” you whisper, “it’s dark outside.”  He grumbles and shifts slightly on his desk, but doesn’t wake up.

You’re tempted to scream or slam your fist on the desk, as last time you fell asleep at work, that’s how he woke you up.  However, you noticed his face again, taking in the subtle beard and deep cheeks.  You whisper again, “Steve.”  This time, he lifts his head from the desk and you cover your mouth to prevent a laugh from escaping your lips.  There was a puddle of drool on the desk and his face was all wet.  “What?” Steve rubbed his face, which suddenly got red.  “Oh god, what time is it?” You giggle and look at your watch, “11:47.”  

He looks at you, the sleep suddenly gone from his eyes.  For a while, you just look at each other until you say, “What are you looking at?”  He gives you a look of utter disappointment and you feel your shoulders cave in to your chest.  “Goddamn it Y/N,” he sighs, “you fucking woke me up.”  You stare at him, unsure how to answer.  “Excuse me?” He stares right back, “You heard me.”  You nervously laugh, maintaining eye contact with him and shake your head in disbelief.  “Alright, I just didn’t want you to wake up with a kink in your neck, okay?” You scoff, shaking your hand and start to leave his office, anger rising in your cheeks.  

Feeling pressure on your wrist, you stop.  You turn around to Steve standing, holding your hand.  “I’m sorry.” You stare, really unsure how to answer this time.  It’s the first time he’s ever apologized for making you angry or upset.  “We should talk sometime.” he whispers, “about what happened in Francisco.” His voice is so careful and soft, as if he doesn’t want to hurt you.  Taking your hand back, you nod.  “Maybe another time.”  He nods and you leave the office quickly, afraid that tears would come if you didn’t get out of there fast.

You keep walking and without thinking, you realize you are home.  You sigh and unlock the front door, heading inside.  Setting your bag down, you start to think about Steve.  He was suddenly so nice, so caring. What changed?  You shake your head and bits of your hair fall out of your ponytail.  Deciding to worry about it tomorrow, you head to your room and collapse on your bed.

Hey everybody!  Hope you liked this little fic.  I am open to all comments and if you have any requests, please message me!!!!  I need some ideas <3 

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Scary Movie

I realize this is from Scream and Steve is watching Texas Chainsaw Massacre - I’m sorry

Pairings: Author!Steve Mcgarrett x Reader

Warnings: None

Summary and Author’s Note - You and Steve have been dating for a while, but haven’t been able to get together.  Finally, you guys have a date night and it’s on Halloween!  You watch a scary movie together and the night ends in a wonderful way. - Please enjoy!  This was requested, but (super sad) is totally late for the sp00py season (my bad, sorry guys).  So let the Halloween season continue!  This was written super quickly, so I apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes.  Lots of love and enjoy!

You pulled your coat around you tighter as the brisk air started to pinch at your skin.  Walking over to Steve’s was probably a bad idea, since is was starting to get so cold, but you didn’t feel like driving as so many kids were running around.  You smiled as a little girl dressed up as Sleeping Beauty beat you up to Steve’s door.  Waiting, you watched as a tall man opened the front door and smiled, holding out a bowl of candy. “Go ahead a pick a piece, I sure as heck shouldn’t eat this all by myself.”  The little girl practically lunged for the candy and when she got it, she hurried off to the next house.  Before Steve closed the door, he noticed you staring.  “Well, are you going to come in or not?”  You smirked and walked into his house.  

Feeling your cheeks redden at the sudden warmth of the inside, you shrugged off your coat, revealing loose, faded jeans and a deep red t-shirt.  Steve grabbed your coat and you cleared your throat, rubbing your hands through your Y/C/H hair.  “Can I get you anything to drink?”  You nodded, “A beer sounds perfect.”  Steve winked and walked into the kitchen,  disappearing behind a wall.  Sitting down on the couch, you made yourself at home.  “What are we going to watch?” Steve yelled from the kitchen.  “Definitely something scary, it is Halloween after all.” You didn’t need to yell back as he was already back with two beers in hand.  He sat down next to you, set the beers on the table and grabbed a remote.  “God, Y/N, it’s been so long since we’ve spent time together.”  You nodded, snuggling yourself up against his side.  He smelled of cologne and popcorn.  What a perfect mix, you thought.  Steve took this moment to drape his right arm over your shoulders, letting you sink further into his body.  “I know, I’m sorry.  Work just has be super tangled up.”  Steve nodded in understanding.  There was a string of burglaries going on that kept him busy and on his toes constantly.  

All of a sudden, you heard the sound of a chainsaw and your whole body jumped.  Steve laughed and you looked at the screen just in time to see the title of the movie, Texas Chainsaw Massacre.  Whimpering, “God Steve, not this again.” He laughed, holding you tighter, “Don’t worry, I’ll be right here.”  You gulped and sat forward, letting your eyes settle on the screen.  “Let the movie night begin.” Steve said as he threw popcorn into his mouth.

The movie was almost to an end, but you would have had no idea if Steve didn’t told you so, as your eyes were closed the whole time.  Your face is buried in Steve’s side and nothing was going to make you remove it.  You breathed in his scent as you stiffened, hearing another blood-curdling cry come from the screen.  “I promise, it’s okay.” Steve squeezed you tighter, “But, you gotta watch this last part.”  You slowly lifted your head from his body, but kept your eyes on him.  Even his profile was gorgeous, you thought.  He seemed to read your mind as he turned to face you and say, “The movie is in front of you.”  Your cheeks reddened and you looked to the screen.  Almost simultaneously, a chainsaw went through the seat of a car and into the girl driving.  You screamed, not expecting the sudden act of violence.  Steve pulled you closer and laughed, “Hey, look at me.”  You did, just as the end credits rolled onto the screen.  “Look at that, you made it.”  

You wanted to cry, knowing that you didn’t really, your head was buried into Steve’s side the whole time.  You looked into his eyes and smiled, “Ya. Sure, pretty boy.  Thanks for making me think that.”  He smiled and before you could protest, his hand was on your neck pulling you closer.  You let your lips connect and you smiled, the softness of his mouth stupidly aggravating.  Wanting more, you both deepened the kiss, not ending until the both of you decided you needed to breathe.  Steve gasped, looking at you in awe.  He stood and grabbed your hand, “C’mon, let’s go.”  He led you upstairs and into his bedroom.  You didn’t leave until the following morning.

Thank you so much for reading!  Please leave any comments, I’m open to constructive criticism.  Message me if you have any requests, I need ideas!

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My favorite part of the gag reel of the season 6 hahaha

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A New Surfing Buddy

Pairing: Author!Steve McGarret x Reader

Warnings: None

Summary and Author’s Note - You are out to catch the morning waves when you get distracted, taking off guard by an oncoming wave.  You are thrown into the water, but a man comes to your rescue.  -- Please enjoy!  My first piece of fanfiction, so pease writing help is welcome, but only love <3 Enjoy, a second part will be coming soon!

You had been living in Hawaii for almost a year now and with no unexpected events, you were loving it.  Your apartment was nice enough, but the best part was how close it was to the beach.  As having previously lived in LA, you learned to surf on the beaches of Malibu, but nothing was compared to the surf offered here in Hawaii.  One morning, instead of going to work, you decided to play hooky and catch a couple of waves.  You hopped out of bed and immediately tied yourself into your favorite bikini.  It was blue and white, making your blue eyes sparkle with the ocean.  Moving out of your bedroom, you grabbed your surfboard from the closet near the door and ran out of the apartment.  

The sun was up and warmth that hit you was pleasant. Your apartment was only two blocks away from beach access, so your shoes were left behind.  The concrete beneath you turned into sand and then into water.  Soon enough you were paddling out into the ocean.  It was cold, but the sun on your back evened it out.  Taking a deep breath in, you let the salt intoxicate all of your senses.  You took a deep breath and stopped paddling.  Breathing hard, you realized you had paddled out farther than you thought.  You sat up, letting your legs swing in the water around the surfboard beneath you.  Letting out a sigh, you ran your hands through your hair as you watched the people on the beach.  The morning runners were already out, just watching them made you exhausted.

All of a sudden, a wave caught you by surprise and you were thrown underwater.  You felt the surfboard slip away from underneath you as the wave swung you around underneath the ocean surface.  Not knowing which way was up, you started to panic, screaming underwater.  Suddenly, you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist and pull you to the surface.  The air hit you like a brick and you sucked it in.  Sputtering and gasping, you took in as much air as your lungs could.  

“Hey, hey calm down” a voice said, “are you alright?” You nod, allowing your breathing to steady.  The voice’s arms were still wrapped around your waist making so no effort on your part went into staying afloat.  You felt yourself move, but kept your eyes shutting holding on tight to the person that swam you to shore.  After a while of silent swimming, you felt sand underneath your feet and finally decided to open your eyes.  You look at your rescuer and start to blush.  You notice how cute he is and suddenly remember how tight you were holding on to him.  The man helped you onto the beach, but even as you regained your balance, he wouldn’t let go. He looked down at you and you gulped, unsure what to do, but not wanting to let go. 

What is wrong with me? You think.  You continue to look up at him, afraid to say anything.  If you do, he might let you go.  However, he was the first to say something.  He cleared his throat, “Are you sure you’re alright?”  You nodded, letting go of his muscular body to stare at him.  His face was strong and his hair was cut military style, which you thought fit his physic really well.  He put his hand behind his head and blushed, “Umm..”  You remembered you were starting and pulled your eyes away, feeling your face heat up.  “Um, thank you.” you mumbled, “for saving my life.”  He smiled, showing you perfectly white teeth.  “You should really find somebody to surf with in case something like that ever happens again.”  Before you could stop yourself, you said, “Why?  Are you offering?”  He laughed, a big hearty laugh and found yourself giggling right along with him.  

He held out his hand, “What’s you name?”  You took it and gave a few hard shakes.  “My name is (Y/N).  Who might you be?”  

“My name is Steve .”  You never thought that your morning would turn out this way and even though you had almost drowned, you seemed to be okay with the outcome of events.  You and Steve continued to talk until suddenly he was asking you out to coffee. “How about tomorrow morning?”  Your eyes widened and you nodded yes.  “Of course, how could I miss the opportunity for a new surf buddy.”  With that he winked, and you watched as he walked up the beach, admiring the view.  You watched him for a while until you suddenly realized what time it must be.  You could be late for work, but you couldn’t miss the whole day!  You scanned around the beach, looking for your board.  When you found it, you grabbed it and ran the whole two blocks home, all the while thinking of Steve.

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McDanno time.