[ Too bad that laugh isn't as much of a honk as usual or it wouldn't be so damn attractive!! ]
Unless you wanna start using us "dating" as our cover, which -- I doubt anyone would fucking buy.
[ He chuckles. Oh, they'd definitely buy it with the way Hank keeps mooning at Gavin when he's not looking. Fake dating? That would turn to real dating right quick, Hank. Careful what you wish for. ]
Fuck.
[ Hank takes a deep breath through his nose, feeling the surge from both Gavin's scent and the emotions he broadcasts every time he touches the mark. He obviously wants that -- he'd yell from the goddamn rooftops if it let people know that Gavin is his, no one else's. This alpha thing is so fucking annoying. the full moon's over, they're supposed to be tired and shit!! ]
We can't just fuck at work.
[ He sounds disappointed about that but Hank is, rather unfortunately, not the best at solutions, is he? ]
[ ...yeah they definitely would buy it. Some people still whisper about rookie Gav's big crush on Hank. And after Hank's little display today it probably wouldn't shock too many people.
But. Still. It makes Gavin blush again, when Hank says it. He huffs a little awkwardly and tugs on the collar of his shirt. He can feel the faint waves of frustration from him and it makes him feel warm and jittery all at once. But then— phft. Dating gets him flustered but talking about fucking doesn't; such is the Gavin Reed way.]
Then we really would get fired, as exciting as the prospect might be. [ ...he'd definitely be more than okay with sleeping with you again, Hank. But well, he won't bring that up. ]
Look, we're both new at this. You didn't exactly get a handbook about being an alpha either. We'll figure our shit out, don't stress yourself into a heart attack. [ Or blue balls. ]
[ Hank smirks. He's exactly the same way, obviously. Dating is too much!! But fucking is fine, right? ]
Yeah, I'd like to get my pension before I get outta here. Much as I'd like to fuck you again.
[ Which, yeah, that sure is a thing Hank brought up. Also they're here, but Hank really doesn't care about taking a long lunch, so that's not a problem. ]
Right, yeah. Guess it's just. [ He takes another deep breath. ] Look, if you know what you want and I know what I want, then...
[ What he really wants to do is touch Gavin. He puts a hand on his thigh, just something platonic. For now. ]
We can get lunch together and hang out after work, whatever you need. Let's just try and tone it down at work, yeah?
[ ...okay he talks a big game but Hank just. Outright saying it is. Wow, okay. He gets red again and coughs into his fist.
Ah, the hand. It's very grounding, his fluster leaving as quickly as it came. He reaches down and puts his hand over Hank's. So warm, his blood sings. ]
Yeah, that sounds good... [ He chuckles a little, finally looking over at him with an actual gentle look on his face. ] Can't believe we're finally friends after all this time, huh?
[ He squeezes Hank's hand a little. ] But that sounds like a good deal to me. [ He looks out the window, then back to him. ] I'd still... like you to come with me when I go see Eli again. I'd feel, I dunno, safer.
[ Yeah, there's something really grounding about just holding hands with Gavin. It sounds stupid to describe, but he can't even play off the "friends" thing. They are undoubtedly more than just friends. But then they are both complete idiots. ]
Who'da thought?
[ He's not denying it. He even smiles almost shyly. Shit, why is Gavin so cute?? ]
Sure. [ Yeah, Kamski was a grade-A asshole TO Connor, but Hank can do this for his beta. ] Not gonna promise that I won't wanna punch him, but he can't be any shittier to you than he was to Connor and I somehow managed to hold myself back.
[ Definitely. It makes him want to purr again, that sweet warmth curling in his belly. His thumb brushes against the back of Hank's hand.
Yep, they're definitely both idiots. Gavin's head over heels but doesn't want to push his luck. Getting to sleep with Hank was more than he ever thought would happen anyway. This is fine. It's fine. His heart feels fit to burst.
Aw fuck. Hank's so cute...
He snorts at the mention of Eli, shaking his head. ] Can only imagine what kind of shit he pulled. Try growing up with everything being a test or a game.
[ They are so, so stupid. Jesus christ, Hank. Get your head out of your ass for like five minutes and realize Gavin has Real, Human Feelings for you!! Regardless, Hank enjoys the touch and hums softly at the attention, bringing his other hand to lay on top of Gavin's. ]
Yeah, it's no fucking wonder you always wanna be the best -- he could turn fucking finger painting into some kinda life-or-death challenge.
[ Your family's fucked!! Hank will protect you, Gavin. ]
[ Maybe if he blares it emotionally at you enough you'll pick up on it, you big dumb alpha!! He wants you, he needs you, oh baby oh baby!! He gives Hank's hand another squeeze, a purr starting to vibrate out of his throat.
He chuckles though, pleased that Hank seemingly understands him enough just from learning where he came from. ]
Yeah, you're not even wrong. He used to manipulate bullies on the playground into fighting each other and laugh. [ He sighs. ] And sometimes he'd just... scream. To see what I did.
[ Okay, yeah, one of these days it's gonna get through that thick skull of his. One day. Maybe. If he's under duress. The purring is so cute. He's gonna keep Gavin safe forever (and fuck him way harder next full moon, basically.) He squeezes his hand, giving him a reassuring growl.
He's a detective, everything about Gavin started making sense when he factored in Kamski. Who sounds like just as much of a terror as Hank would have expected. ]
[ (Please do, oh god, please top him Hank.) Hank's growl makes him him again, purring louder in response.
But he snorts, shrugging. ]
I'm his twin, so that makes me a freak too. I'm not sayin' I was totally harmless and perfect myself when we were kids. Still. [ Huffing, he shifts his shoulders and suddenly he's doing a perfect impression of his brother. ] `I don't know why you keep chasing frivolous pursuits, Ezra.'
[ That might have been something he said to him. Or just what he feels like he said, back in the day. ]
I guess. There's a reason I did so much to hide it. I could have gotten my nose fixed right after Eli broke it, Gran even said she'd take care of it but I just. Didn't.
[ He looks up at himself in Hank's rear view mirror. ]
[ He misses the warmth but it's staying with him. Gavin clenches his hand into a fist for a moment before undoing his seat belt. And... oh.
See, during the full moon it was one thing but now that he's in Normal Brain State it's... yeah. His face lights up in a blush and he fumbles (adorably) with the seat belt. ]
I uh. Gavin's fine, no need to make it hard. I uh. Yeah. Let's go eat.
[ It's ok, Hank likes that you're a little uncoordinated, Gavin. It's very cute. Hank has no problem on his end, but he comes around the passenger side and opens the door for Gavin. He can help with the seat belt too. ]
After you. I'm buying.
[ Is it #justalphathings or because he's his superior officer?? who knows. ]
[ Because you said his Real Name so casually with that big sexy voice of yours, ugh!! Hank.
Ah. He tries not to purr at the sudden proximity, and how wonderful he smells. But that's not the time for that, they literally just had a talk about this kind of shit—
He hops out of the car and runs a hand through his hair. ]
Being gentlemanly all of a sudden, huh? Cute. [ Have an actual wink with a click of his tongue. And off he goes to Gary's food truck woo!! ]
[ Aw, is that all? He'll have to keep doing that when he least expects it then. At least it really is just the two of them. Nobody's gonna think it's weird if two detectives hang out and have lunch together.
Hank's gonna miss the purring, but they can just keep that between them and that'll make it even more special. Hank sure can't hide the fondness in his voice, even as he tries to keep it casual and follow Gavin to the truck. ]
[ He will definitely swoon, so please do. And it's not weird for two detectives but it might be weird that it's Gavin and Hank. Have they ever even gone to Gary's together before?
And yes, absolutely. He doesn't want to purr in front of anyone else anyway. Only for Hank... ah, shit. Let's not go down that route. But the fondness hits him square in the chest, warmth blooming between his ribs. ]
[ Incredibly subtle. So smooth. Such creatures of the night.
Aw, he'd be so touched if he knew. (Jeez, no wonder you're so repressed.) ]
Yeah, yeah. [ Have a shove back. Oh hi Gary... Gavin orders some food (more than he usually would, he's a hungry new lil' wolf) and turns back to Hank with a cheeky grin. ]
[ Hank always eats a lot anyway. Nobody's gonna think twice about it. Hank also orders pineapple soda because he truly can put anything in his body so why not this. At least things feel like they're back to normal. Or maybe a new normal. It's nice. ]
[ Gavin's totally fine with pineapple soda. After growing up with parents always pushing only The Most Healthy And Organic Food Or You're A Slob stuff, he enjoys any and all soda.
Gary's definitely giving them some Looks, but he seems amused enough. He gets their food together and says to Hank something about it being weird not seeing him with his android detective buddy for once.
Huh. They did just... leave Connor at the office, didn't they? Tunnel focused werewolves. Well, the guy doesn't have to eat anyway. Gavin grabs his double meat burger with The Biggest Sweet Potato Fries with a thanks and heads over to one of the little standing tables.
Nom nom. Being a newborn werewolf is hungry work, apparently. (He totally ate like six raw eggs for breakfast this morning.) ]
[ Hank chuckles. Yeah, he definitely got Connor's blessing to get lunch with Gavin. He may not be mated to Connor, but they're kind of a set. Gavin's gonna have to get used to Hank's robot son.
Hank definitely comments about wanting to eat without having Connor staring at him the whole time but it's lighthearted and clearly a running joke since Gary shakes his head and hands Hank his food. Hank stands at the table beside Gavin, taking a sip of his soda and watching him eat for a little bit. It's nice to see his beta eating?? That's a weird thought but he's happy somehow, knowing Gavin is doing well and enjoying food Hank got for him.
Truthfully, it has been a while since Hank grabbed lunch with someone who could actually eat. ]
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Unless you wanna start using us "dating" as our cover, which -- I doubt anyone would fucking buy.
[ He chuckles. Oh, they'd definitely buy it with the way Hank keeps mooning at Gavin when he's not looking. Fake dating? That would turn to real dating right quick, Hank. Careful what you wish for. ]
Fuck.
[ Hank takes a deep breath through his nose, feeling the surge from both Gavin's scent and the emotions he broadcasts every time he touches the mark. He obviously wants that -- he'd yell from the goddamn rooftops if it let people know that Gavin is his, no one else's. This alpha thing is so fucking annoying. the full moon's over, they're supposed to be tired and shit!! ]
We can't just fuck at work.
[ He sounds disappointed about that but Hank is, rather unfortunately, not the best at solutions, is he? ]
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But. Still. It makes Gavin blush again, when Hank says it. He huffs a little awkwardly and tugs on the collar of his shirt. He can feel the faint waves of frustration from him and it makes him feel warm and jittery all at once. But then— phft. Dating gets him flustered but talking about fucking doesn't; such is the Gavin Reed way.]
Then we really would get fired, as exciting as the prospect might be. [ ...he'd definitely be more than okay with sleeping with you again, Hank. But well, he won't bring that up. ]
Look, we're both new at this. You didn't exactly get a handbook about being an alpha either. We'll figure our shit out, don't stress yourself into a heart attack. [ Or blue balls. ]
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Yeah, I'd like to get my pension before I get outta here. Much as I'd like to fuck you again.
[ Which, yeah, that sure is a thing Hank brought up. Also they're here, but Hank really doesn't care about taking a long lunch, so that's not a problem. ]
Right, yeah. Guess it's just. [ He takes another deep breath. ] Look, if you know what you want and I know what I want, then...
[ What he really wants to do is touch Gavin. He puts a hand on his thigh, just something platonic. For now. ]
We can get lunch together and hang out after work, whatever you need. Let's just try and tone it down at work, yeah?
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Ah, the hand. It's very grounding, his fluster leaving as quickly as it came. He reaches down and puts his hand over Hank's. So warm, his blood sings. ]
Yeah, that sounds good... [ He chuckles a little, finally looking over at him with an actual gentle look on his face. ] Can't believe we're finally friends after all this time, huh?
[ He squeezes Hank's hand a little. ] But that sounds like a good deal to me. [ He looks out the window, then back to him. ] I'd still... like you to come with me when I go see Eli again. I'd feel, I dunno, safer.
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Who'da thought?
[ He's not denying it. He even smiles almost shyly. Shit, why is Gavin so cute?? ]
Sure. [ Yeah, Kamski was a grade-A asshole TO Connor, but Hank can do this for his beta. ] Not gonna promise that I won't wanna punch him, but he can't be any shittier to you than he was to Connor and I somehow managed to hold myself back.
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Yep, they're definitely both idiots. Gavin's head over heels but doesn't want to push his luck. Getting to sleep with Hank was more than he ever thought would happen anyway. This is fine. It's fine. His heart feels fit to burst.
Aw fuck. Hank's so cute...
He snorts at the mention of Eli, shaking his head. ] Can only imagine what kind of shit he pulled. Try growing up with everything being a test or a game.
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Yeah, it's no fucking wonder you always wanna be the best -- he could turn fucking finger painting into some kinda life-or-death challenge.
[ Your family's fucked!! Hank will protect you, Gavin. ]
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He chuckles though, pleased that Hank seemingly understands him enough just from learning where he came from. ]
Yeah, you're not even wrong. He used to manipulate bullies on the playground into fighting each other and laugh. [ He sighs. ] And sometimes he'd just... scream. To see what I did.
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He's a detective, everything about Gavin started making sense when he factored in Kamski. Who sounds like just as much of a terror as Hank would have expected. ]
Christ. What a little freak.
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But he snorts, shrugging. ]
I'm his twin, so that makes me a freak too. I'm not sayin' I was totally harmless and perfect myself when we were kids. Still. [ Huffing, he shifts his shoulders and suddenly he's doing a perfect impression of his brother. ] `I don't know why you keep chasing frivolous pursuits, Ezra.'
[ That might have been something he said to him. Or just what he feels like he said, back in the day. ]
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Fine, fine. [ Hank chuckles good-naturedly. ] You're both freaks.
[ He means it in the best way of course. ]
Christ, that's perfect. You sure you haven't seen him in years? Because you've got his voice down.
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Damn right we are.
[ He laughs, tilting his head back in the seat. ]
Twin thing. I actually like... intentionally changed the way I talked when I left the family. We sounded exactly alike when we were younger.
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Damn, that's dedication. [ But he is impressed. ] Guess those Kamski genes are really tough, huh?
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I guess. There's a reason I did so much to hide it. I could have gotten my nose fixed right after Eli broke it, Gran even said she'd take care of it but I just. Didn't.
[ He looks up at himself in Hank's rear view mirror. ]
Guess I don't want to hide anymore.
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[ Hank pats his hand and pulls back. They should probably get out of the car. ]
You want me to call you Ezra when it's just us? Might take some getting used to, but I'll do it.
[ It actually will come really naturally since he is bonded to Ezra, but you know. ]
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No time like the present, as they say.
[ He misses the warmth but it's staying with him. Gavin clenches his hand into a fist for a moment before undoing his seat belt. And... oh.
See, during the full moon it was one thing but now that he's in Normal Brain State it's... yeah. His face lights up in a blush and he fumbles (adorably) with the seat belt. ]
I uh. Gavin's fine, no need to make it hard. I uh. Yeah. Let's go eat.
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[ It's ok, Hank likes that you're a little uncoordinated, Gavin. It's very cute. Hank has no problem on his end, but he comes around the passenger side and opens the door for Gavin. He can help with the seat belt too. ]
After you. I'm buying.
[ Is it #justalphathings or because he's his superior officer?? who knows. ]
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Ah. He tries not to purr at the sudden proximity, and how wonderful he smells. But that's not the time for that, they literally just had a talk about this kind of shit—
He hops out of the car and runs a hand through his hair. ]
Being gentlemanly all of a sudden, huh? Cute. [ Have an actual wink with a click of his tongue. And off he goes to Gary's food truck woo!! ]
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Hank's gonna miss the purring, but they can just keep that between them and that'll make it even more special. Hank sure can't hide the fondness in his voice, even as he tries to keep it casual and follow Gavin to the truck. ]
Fuck off, I have my moments.
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And yes, absolutely. He doesn't want to purr in front of anyone else anyway. Only for Hank... ah, shit. Let's not go down that route. But the fondness hits him square in the chest, warmth blooming between his ribs. ]
A few moments, yes. Gonna try to add a few more?
[ Hi Gary, they're totally flirting apparently. ]
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Don't worry, Gavin, Hank's growled more around you than he has around anyone in the last twenty years. He reserves them solely for you. ]
I told you I'm buying right? Shut up and pick your food, kid. [ Have a very definitely not flirty shove, Gavin. ]
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Aw, he'd be so touched if he knew. (Jeez, no wonder you're so repressed.) ]
Yeah, yeah. [ Have a shove back. Oh hi Gary... Gavin orders some food (more than he usually would, he's a hungry new lil' wolf) and turns back to Hank with a cheeky grin. ]
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I'll have the same.
[ Hank always eats a lot anyway. Nobody's gonna think twice about it. Hank also orders pineapple soda because he truly can put anything in his body so why not this. At least things feel like they're back to normal. Or maybe a new normal. It's nice. ]
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Gary's definitely giving them some Looks, but he seems amused enough. He gets their food together and says to Hank something about it being weird not seeing him with his android detective buddy for once.
Huh. They did just... leave Connor at the office, didn't they? Tunnel focused werewolves. Well, the guy doesn't have to eat anyway. Gavin grabs his double meat burger with The Biggest Sweet Potato Fries with a thanks and heads over to one of the little standing tables.
Nom nom. Being a newborn werewolf is hungry work, apparently. (He totally ate like six raw eggs for breakfast this morning.) ]
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Hank definitely comments about wanting to eat without having Connor staring at him the whole time but it's lighthearted and clearly a running joke since Gary shakes his head and hands Hank his food. Hank stands at the table beside Gavin, taking a sip of his soda and watching him eat for a little bit. It's nice to see his beta eating?? That's a weird thought but he's happy somehow, knowing Gavin is doing well and enjoying food Hank got for him.
Truthfully, it has been a while since Hank grabbed lunch with someone who could actually eat. ]
Careful you don't choke there, kiddo.
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