donotlick | spooky scary

Woah-- [ Hank's got nowhere to run what with the two of them being in the car, but it's not like he'd want to, even if Gavin almost knocks the wind out of him with this kiss. His hands are kinda trapped but that's ok. Nothing wrong there, Hank's a little distracted at the moment, too. He laughs as soon as he can get some breathing room. Wow, that's a relief. ]

So is that a yes?

'Is that a yes?' [ Gavin jokes to hide that his eyes are welling up. He aggressively sniffs. ] Yes, you fucking— Holy shit.

[ He pulls away enough to give Hank some room to do things with his eyes, wiping his eyes on his sleeve. ] Of course you pop the question when we're going to work...!

[ Aww, Gavin. Hank pulls him into a hug. Who cares if they're still in the car? ]

Kept trying to think of the perfect moment but then I kinda just couldn't keep waiting.

[ Hank shrugs, not bothering to hide the relief in his voice. He can't seem to stop smiling, even if he's gone bright red. He's kind of an idiot, sorry. Anyway, back to the rings. ]

They're kinda plain, and we can probably stop by the courthouse during lunch, I just... would've rather told you now than right before I pulled us up like -- "hey this is the courthouse, we're getting married and I bought rings."

[ Gavin's so overwhelmed in the best way. His heart could burst from happiness. He just keeps wiping at his eyes, sniffing a little. Fuck! He never cries when he's happy, what have you done to him Hank Anderson.

He reaches for and opens the box, not caring if it's plain. Hank is giving it to him, so it's perfect. ]

It's beautiful. I... fuck. I feel like an idiot, I just thought we were goin' with the werewolf shit. You surprised me, you asshole. [ Said with all the love and affection in the world. ] Yeah... yeah, that's perfect.

[ Hank's just glad it seems to have gone over well. He's overjoyed, really, even if he's playing it cool for Gavin's sake. He had to buy the rings and do all that but getting to see Gavin's joy makes it all worth it. ]

Glad you like it.

[ Hank admits, somewhat bashfully. There wasn't really a doubt -- they're mated, it's more than marriage but there was always that fear. He still worries sometimes that this happiness of theirs might pass, or that it might just be temporary. It's hard for him to just believe he can have all this, sometimes. The rings will definitely help. ]

I have a matching one. [ He's got another box in those pockets of his. ] Sorry I didn't get you an engagement ring, I figured the whole bite on your neck does a better job of telling people you're taken than a diamond.

[ Gavin just grins, eyes still shining. ] Don't I know it. [ He brings a hand up to brush against it, so Hank can get a flash of just how goddamn happy he is.

Then he puts his hand down, fingers splayed, offering it to Hank. ] So you gonna put it on me, lover boy? I ain't getting any younger here.

[ That shit never gets old. Hank smiles, grabbing the ring from the box and holding onto Gavin's wrist to ease the ring on. It's a perfect fit.

Hank's a goddamn detective, he can figure out his husband's ring size. ]

Damn. How 'bout that.

[ Hank stares down at Gavin's hand. Wow. ]

Looks good, huh?

[ His hand looks fucking perfect now. Wow indeed. He looks at it, tilting it this way and that. Clenching and unclenching. He looks back up at Hank, still beaming. ]

It's perfect. [ He brings his hand up and kisses it gently, then reaches out to cup Hank's face. ] So... Gavin Anderson? Hank Reed? [ He looks fiendish. ] Hank Kamski~?

[ He's joking to hide how a few happy tears slip down his cheeks. ]

[ Hank snorts unattractively. It's loud and disgusted, I'm sorry. ]

Fuck, no. No way. [ He laughs. He knows he's kidding and he wipes away some of those tears! God, Gavin's cute! ] No offense to you -- but having the same last name as your brother? No thanks.

[ He will, however, pull out the other box. And offer up his hand. ]

Here, do mine.

[ Gavin laughs as well, even as Hank wipes at his tears. ] I mean, there's a reason I haven't gone back to my original name...

[ He accepts the box and opens it, picking it up almost reverently. Taking Hank's hand, he slowly slips on the ring. Fuck, it looks perfect. He's so happy.

So he looks back up at him, still smiling. ]

I love you.

I mean Ezra Anderson might be alright.

[ Hank smiles, going quiet and watching Gavin's hands. Fuck, it really does look right. It isn't just an instinct thing, either.

He loves him. It's officially official. ]

Me too, big guy.

[ Gavin gets a little pink. Oh... yeah. Their connection likes that a lot, his heart thrumming at the thought. He just twirls the ring around Hank's finger slowly, smiling to himself. ]

...that'll probably take some time to change but. I like the sound of that. [ Since 'Gavin Reed' and 'Ezra Kamski' are entirely separate people legally. It's amazing what you can do in a last ditch effort with your family's money. ]

Holy shit, we're gonna get married.

Shit, really?

[ Wow, Hank hadn't really thought Gavin would take him up on it. He kinda never thought of his name as something someone might want to take. But Gavin really is his, so it sounds pretty perfect. That alpha pull inside him wants Ezra all to himself.

Hank reaches to hold his hand and touch the ring. They'd been mated for months now, but this really seals it. ]

Guess so, huh. Pretty wild.

[ He nods, still smiling. He'll finally have his real name. Gavin squeezes his hand and beams, sniffing one last time. ]

Very wild. Wow. [ Then he looks at the clock. ] And we should get going before we're late. Except I'm gonna be totally useless today, I feel.

Yeah. Wow.

[ Hank can't stop smiling either. He grins wide, taking Gavin's hand up and kissing the back of his palm. Yes, that's totally lame but you know what?? He's happy. He wants to hold on to this. ]

Right, we better get going. Let's hope we just get paperwork for today -- I've got a real important lunch date at the courthouse.

[ It's totally lame and cheesy but it makes Gavin blush. He looks a little dreamy for a second. ]

Yeah... yeah, real important. Can't miss it. [ Then he snaps out of it. ] Fuck! You're a menace, now get driving.

You love me.

[ God, Gavin's cute. So cute. Hank's totally gone for him. His smile could light up the whole precinct. ]

Let's see how long it takes the guys to notice. Wanna make any bets?

A whole damn lot.

[ He settles back into his seat and buckles up, still staring at his finger. He can't stop touching it, spinning it around his finger. Gavin snorts. ]

Well Connor doesn't count because he's gonna notice right away. Chris will probably take like, five or ten minutes?

[ Hank huffs. Connor totally counts! But he also doesn't. Yeah. Boy, is he ever gonna get used to Gavin telling him how much he loves him?? It's cool, he can just distract himself from, you know, that. ]

Chris figured out we were fucking before we even knew we were fucking. He'll probably take one look at you and know.

[ It's cute. Hank can't stop glancing at his hand as he takes the steering wheel. Shit, he's lucky. He's so goddamn lucky. ]

[ They're acting like giddy teenagers. Gavin just snickers a bit and rubs the back of his neck almost bashfully. ]

Yeah... I dunno how he put up with me pathetically pining for you. It was pretty obvious.

That so, huh?

[ Hank does love hearing about your dumb crush on him, Gavin!! It makes for a really nice drive. ]

Guess he'll be happy for you, at least. Finally got your man.

[ He sort of forced it down for a few years but it never really went away. Why else was he so pissy at him?

He laughs a little. ]

Yep. Poster child for baby gays everywhere. I'll do a speaking tour and everything.

[ Always nice to know he somehow still had it, despite turning fifty and being taken. Not that that went too well, but things are good now.

Things will keep being good, too. That's what forever means. Hank shakes his head with a laugh. ]

Oh, yeah? And how the hell would that go?

[ He laughs again. ]

No idea. Probably more of a 'don't do this' kind of talk. I was a dick for no reason because I didn't know how to express my emotions like an adult.

[ Sorry, pause to dreamily stare at his hand again. ]

But it's better now.

Yeah, that sounds like you.

[ He teases because he cares. Obviously. He's very happy with the way things turned out. ]

Guess you don't gotta worry about talking about your feelings when putting your hand on your neck does the trick.

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