[ Hank enjoys a nice, long shower. The water helps drain him of most of his frustrations, and he hadn't noticed it with everything else going on, but not having the smell of Gavin's blood on him helps a lot too. Speaking of Gavin, Hank can't help but think back to what he's learned about him, all the ways he's surprised him since he decided to turn him.
Sure, it saved his life, but Hank can't deny this is a curse. Gavin gave his life to save him -- him, the most washed up cop in all of Detroit. That had to be worth something, even if Hank didn't think too highly of the kid in general. But things had been different once, too. Hank hadn't always been such a fuck up. And Gavin hadn't always been a colossal asshole. Maybe they were both trying to be better people. Maybe Hank was just lonely. Maybe this is a huge fucking mistake and Hank's a shit alpha and he's going to get them both killed and hunted for just trying to do the right thing. Who knows.
All Hank knows is Gavin is his responsibility now. His pack. He's going to do his damnest to make sure he doesn't fuck that up. When he started this werewolf thing, he'd been fucking miserable. If he can make it a little better for Gavin, then it'll be worth it. And if giving Gavin a second chance helps him reconnect with his family and maybe put some good in the world, then they should be fine. Nobody's gonna have any reason to mess with them and they can just figure this curse shit out one day at a time. Yeah, that's. That's something, at least.
And the weird, warm feelings he gets when Gavin is around and how he can feel how he's feeling just by looking at him, same as Sumo, well that's just gonna get pushed down and never get talked about. Doesn't that sound like a good plan? Hank steps out of the shower, shaking his head and splashing water all over. It's definitely a dumb dog thing but it feels so good to do, ok. ]
Right. First thing's first.
[ Hank wipes steam off the mirror and starts to trim his beard. Does he look... better? Less like shit? Maybe it's because he actually got some sleep last night. Having Gavin under his own roof, sleeping in his bed, had given Hank the kind of calm that he hadn't felt in decades. It hasn't really sunk in that he's an alpha now and that comes with certain perks, but it's definitely there, on the edge of his mind, ready to make itself known any moment now. But in the meantime Hank finishes shaving, wraps himself up in his towel and steps out of the bathroom. Hopefully Gavin's not like, there since Hank is a little self-conscious about his appearance, but the dash to his bedroom should be quick enough... ]
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Sure, it saved his life, but Hank can't deny this is a curse. Gavin gave his life to save him -- him, the most washed up cop in all of Detroit. That had to be worth something, even if Hank didn't think too highly of the kid in general. But things had been different once, too. Hank hadn't always been such a fuck up. And Gavin hadn't always been a colossal asshole. Maybe they were both trying to be better people. Maybe Hank was just lonely. Maybe this is a huge fucking mistake and Hank's a shit alpha and he's going to get them both killed and hunted for just trying to do the right thing. Who knows.
All Hank knows is Gavin is his responsibility now. His pack. He's going to do his damnest to make sure he doesn't fuck that up. When he started this werewolf thing, he'd been fucking miserable. If he can make it a little better for Gavin, then it'll be worth it. And if giving Gavin a second chance helps him reconnect with his family and maybe put some good in the world, then they should be fine. Nobody's gonna have any reason to mess with them and they can just figure this curse shit out one day at a time. Yeah, that's. That's something, at least.
And the weird, warm feelings he gets when Gavin is around and how he can feel how he's feeling just by looking at him, same as Sumo, well that's just gonna get pushed down and never get talked about. Doesn't that sound like a good plan? Hank steps out of the shower, shaking his head and splashing water all over. It's definitely a dumb dog thing but it feels so good to do, ok. ]
Right. First thing's first.
[ Hank wipes steam off the mirror and starts to trim his beard. Does he look... better? Less like shit? Maybe it's because he actually got some sleep last night. Having Gavin under his own roof, sleeping in his bed, had given Hank the kind of calm that he hadn't felt in decades. It hasn't really sunk in that he's an alpha now and that comes with certain perks, but it's definitely there, on the edge of his mind, ready to make itself known any moment now. But in the meantime Hank finishes shaving, wraps himself up in his towel and steps out of the bathroom. Hopefully Gavin's not like, there since Hank is a little self-conscious about his appearance, but the dash to his bedroom should be quick enough... ]