A drabble, based on the pilot episode. This was written for a challenge on the livejournal community me_and_thee_100.
Denial
Watching Hutch sweat really wasn't the high point of his day, but it wasn't the low point, either. He liked watching that beautifully toned body, glowing with health, moving smoothly and freely. He liked the way Hutch looked when he was so involved in what he was doing. Some things were just nice to look at, and Hutch was one of them.
There wasn't anything wrong with looking, was there? It didn't mean anything bad, like he was queer or anything.
And if sometimes at night, remembering it, his hand went to his groin, that didn't mean anything either.
Right?