[ This is what gets Hank's heart rate up and his ribs aching. Connor acting...genuine. Organic. No canned responses. An eagerness that Hank still can't believe he's on the receiving end of.
Fuck it, yeah. He's too old to be heading home early for this, but he's going to.
He's also not going to mention it to Connor, because two can play at this whole 'surprise, fucker!' game. ]
that sounds like an excuse to keep being rude. you're really cruising for those handcuffs, huh. [ It is significantly harder to type out something like that than it would've been to casually say it, because the implications and the ridiculousness of it have Hank barely able to look at his goddamn phone screen. Yeah, this is...going to be easier once he's home. ]
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Fuck it, yeah. He's too old to be heading home early for this, but he's going to.
He's also not going to mention it to Connor, because two can play at this whole 'surprise, fucker!' game. ]
that sounds like an excuse to keep being rude. you're really cruising for those handcuffs, huh. [ It is significantly harder to type out something like that than it would've been to casually say it, because the implications and the ridiculousness of it have Hank barely able to look at his goddamn phone screen. Yeah, this is...going to be easier once he's home. ]
i like you too, connor.
even if you're smug as hell about flirting.