[ Gavin can hear the conversation as he cleans the dishes. He has to pause at one point, reaching a damp hand up to touch the bite spot yet again. He can't wrap his head around the fact that Hank broke such a serious promise to save him. Him, Gavin fuckin' Reed. A lump forms in his throat and he swallows around it, going back to the dishes.
It doesn't have to mean anything, he tells himself. Maybe he already regrets doing it, he tells himself. Gavin sighs and puts the dishes in the drying rack.
He gives Hank a little nod when he comes in. ] Yeah, yeah, I'll handle him.
[ And then he heads to the bathroom and Gavin just sort of stands there until he hears his clothes fall in the hallway. He's never really been in Hank's house, much less continually left to his own devices. He slinks into the hallway and grabs his jeans (and underwear) and goes to start the washer.
Gavin ends up just... staring at it spinning. It's like he's in a trance all of a sudden, his new senses overtaking him and he hears and smells everything. There's a bird in the front with a new nest, a squirrel outside, a mouse in the walls and Sumo. ]
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It doesn't have to mean anything, he tells himself. Maybe he already regrets doing it, he tells himself. Gavin sighs and puts the dishes in the drying rack.
He gives Hank a little nod when he comes in. ] Yeah, yeah, I'll handle him.
[ And then he heads to the bathroom and Gavin just sort of stands there until he hears his clothes fall in the hallway. He's never really been in Hank's house, much less continually left to his own devices. He slinks into the hallway and grabs his jeans (and underwear) and goes to start the washer.
Gavin ends up just... staring at it spinning. It's like he's in a trance all of a sudden, his new senses overtaking him and he hears and smells everything. There's a bird in the front with a new nest, a squirrel outside, a mouse in the walls and Sumo. ]