[ Fuck. Hank stares at Gavin in awe. "Fuck" is pretty much all Hank can think at the moment. Fuck, Gavin looks hot. Fuck, he sounds cute. Fuck, he's stuck with Hank for the next several hundred years and he doesn't even mind? Fuck.
He has to say something or do something, not just sit there with his jaw open and his hand stroking Gavin's neck. He isn't sure he's ever felt this comfortable with someone. It feels so right, being connected and knowing they'll be together. He's barely even scared. Gavin will be there, after all.
Fuck, that's cheesy but it makes him grin. ]
Lucky me.
[ That's not even irony, he's 100% honest here. He's never felt luckier. ]
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He has to say something or do something, not just sit there with his jaw open and his hand stroking Gavin's neck. He isn't sure he's ever felt this comfortable with someone. It feels so right, being connected and knowing they'll be together. He's barely even scared. Gavin will be there, after all.
Fuck, that's cheesy but it makes him grin. ]
Lucky me.
[ That's not even irony, he's 100% honest here. He's never felt luckier. ]