[ Hank has his jacket pressed against Gavin's wounds but it's not looking good, he knows that. He knows especially because his instincts always let him know when someone is weak or dying—easy prey. Too bad those same damn instincts couldn't have told him the guys they were tracking were armed with more guns than a fucking Walmart in Texas. ]
Fuck, Reed... Fuck. You wanna stay alive, right?
[ He's not like Hank. Or how Hank had been anyway. For all that Reed is a blowhard and an asshole, he was a good kid once. He still was, deep down underneath all that bluster. He doesn't deserve this, much like he wouldn't deserve it if Hank saved him.
He has to do it soon, but he wouldn't do it without asking, even if Gavin has no clue what Hank actually means. He promised his wife he wouldn't do this, promised a lot of people he'd never start his own thing, but here he is, considering it. Really considering it. ]
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[ Hank has his jacket pressed against Gavin's wounds but it's not looking good, he knows that. He knows especially because his instincts always let him know when someone is weak or dying—easy prey. Too bad those same damn instincts couldn't have told him the guys they were tracking were armed with more guns than a fucking Walmart in Texas. ]
Fuck, Reed... Fuck. You wanna stay alive, right?
[ He's not like Hank. Or how Hank had been anyway. For all that Reed is a blowhard and an asshole, he was a good kid once. He still was, deep down underneath all that bluster. He doesn't deserve this, much like he wouldn't deserve it if Hank saved him.
He has to do it soon, but he wouldn't do it without asking, even if Gavin has no clue what Hank actually means. He promised his wife he wouldn't do this, promised a lot of people he'd never start his own thing, but here he is, considering it. Really considering it. ]
Fuck. Just... yes or no?