[ Gavin's been doing his best to be something close to 'better' ever since the Everything that happened when Connor showed up. He's still a dick but there are definitely less fists flying at DPD as of late. And attempts to work with people with less bitching and loudly telling them everything he thinks they're doing wrong.
Like Hank. It does seem like he's been trying as of late. And Connor is... Connor.
So there they are on a routine little mission and of course, like everything in Gavin's life, it has to go tits up. They have more guns than they should have and when he sees them drawn he doesn't even think twice about it.
It makes him realize what he still think of Hank, in the back of his mind. 'Hank the father, Hank has a son, he can't die—' He still thinks that when he jumps in front of the man, the man who years ago when he was baby faced and still naive taught him so much.
Fuck. It's always the worst moments that make him remember how sentimental he actually is.
So there he is, bleeding out all over the place and wheezing with each breath. He coughs, blood spurting down his chin. He manages a craggy, wet, laugh. ]
Don't— [ Cough. ] Fuck, don't think I have much say in that. [ Shit. ] H-Hey, could you—
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Like Hank. It does seem like he's been trying as of late. And Connor is... Connor.
So there they are on a routine little mission and of course, like everything in Gavin's life, it has to go tits up. They have more guns than they should have and when he sees them drawn he doesn't even think twice about it.
It makes him realize what he still think of Hank, in the back of his mind. 'Hank the father, Hank has a son, he can't die—' He still thinks that when he jumps in front of the man, the man who years ago when he was baby faced and still naive taught him so much.
Fuck. It's always the worst moments that make him remember how sentimental he actually is.
So there he is, bleeding out all over the place and wheezing with each breath. He coughs, blood spurting down his chin. He manages a craggy, wet, laugh. ]
Don't— [ Cough. ] Fuck, don't think I have much say in that. [ Shit. ] H-Hey, could you—
[ He coughs again. Fuck, this hurts. ]