Danny's breath hitches when he opens his eyes and his gaze lands right on Steve's. He doesn't really know how the hell he got to this point -- so goddamn besotted it's embarrassing -- but he knows that he loves Steve more than anything in the world and that a single look can make him this weak. "Fuck," he chokes out, softer this time as he slides one hand to Neil's shoulder, brushing against his neck and twining with the hairs at the nape before he's pushing further in order to slide his fingers over Steve's lips.