://i had a feeling i could be someone

[toyboy]

[ connor is sitting on the couch when hank comes home from work, his feet flat on the floor, his hands folded in his lap. his eyes are closed, his LED flickering every so often, but his eyes flutter open at the almost inaudible creak of the floorboards as hank steps inside. the sound of rain, fuzzy white noise, fills up all the space in the room. and then hank closes the door and the sound is emptied out in exchange for silence.

in that silence, connor greets hank with a welcome home and a bright smile, asks him about his day, and they talk for a little about work, talk a little about what connor did on his day off.

it isn't until hank has settled in on the couch that connor finally says what he had been waiting to say since he sat down on the couch, a couple of hours ago. ]

Hank... There was something I... Well, I, I don't know if it's a question, exactly.

[ head down, he stares at his hands. ]

But, whenever I turn my skin off, or suggest anything that might involve that... sort of thing, you— you always tell me to turn it back on, or...

I was just wondering. If there's a reason why.

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[heavymetalgears]

( The rain was a nice change from the snow. Today's droplets felt soft, cold, and the streaks on his windshield were slick and made the wipers move across the glass almost silently.

Nothing was more annoying than that awful jolted struggle for the blade to wave across the glass, only to follow up with a screech that irritated the skin at the back of his neck. He sees Connor sitting on the couch, and he gives him a small smile.

They were so often together that Hank felt as if these moments were rare. Him coming home to Connor and Sumo, waiting for him. They spoke with one another, catching up on each other's day.

Hank eventually slumps back on the couch with his arms draped out over his lap and a weariness across his body. He turns his head and watched Connor as he spoke about "something." It's not long before Connor goes into detail and explains it. The content causes Hank to tense, and he pushes himself to sit up. It never occurred to Hank that his requests for Connor's flesh may have been an odd one. Hopefully, not an offensive one at that. )

Yeah, ... you don't look like you when you do that.