[ Hank watches, smiling softly. Hank might not be a fan of cats, but he knows people can get pretty attached to the little jerks. He would've felt pretty fucking guilty if he'd ruined things between Gavin and his cat.
That little smile from Gavin definitely stirs something warm and protective in his chest, but he'll think about that later. They have other shit to do. He occupies himself in those ten minutes by texting Connor, looking up butcher shops and wherever else they need to go. Once Gavin is done, Hank pockets his phone and shoots Mordy a nod. ]
Sounds good. How're you feeling? Hungry? Tired? Anything?
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That little smile from Gavin definitely stirs something warm and protective in his chest, but he'll think about that later. They have other shit to do. He occupies himself in those ten minutes by texting Connor, looking up butcher shops and wherever else they need to go. Once Gavin is done, Hank pockets his phone and shoots Mordy a nod. ]
Sounds good. How're you feeling? Hungry? Tired? Anything?