Pairings: Hank/Jill, Hank/Evan

Spoilers: None

Warnings: Slash, incest, implied sex

Author's Notes: I love angst. As if you couldn't tell. Review!


Hank is laying in bed, his arms around a warm body and is perfectly sated from earlier activities in said bed, but he still can't fall asleep. He's too busy worrying about what Evan is going to say when he gets home the next morning. He sighs, deciding to deal with it when it happens and snuggles closer to Jill.

He walks back into the house that morning and isn't surprised to see Evan sitting at the table. There's a barely touched bagel on a plate in front of his brother, who is reading the newspaper and and ignoring Hank.

"Hey." Hank says tentatively, testing the waters to see what kind of mood Evan is in.

Evan glances up briefly, eyes cold, and says, "Good morning." before returning to the paper.

Hank frowns, but decides that he will try to talk to him after his shower. Maybe by then Evan will have calmed down a bit.

Twenty minutes later, Hank is back downstairs, looking fresh and clean. "Evan? Can we talk?"

Evan looks up at him from the couch and Hank can see clearly just how much he hurt his little brother. Evan's eyes are red-rimmed and there are dark circles beneath them from a lack of sleep. "What do you want to talk about?" His voice is still cool, though not as harsh as it had been in the kitchen.

"About last night, Evan, I'm really sorry. It's just, I really like Jill. I know that's not an excuse to hurt you, but you see.....With her I can have something normal, something safe. I don't have to hide my relationship from other people. And this is all disregarding the fact that we're brothers. What we've done.......it's not right, Evan." Hank said, watching the hurt etch itself more deeply into Evan's face and eyes.

"If that's how you feel. I just never thought you'd be the one who turned out to be a cheater." Evan walks calmly out of the house, refusing to give into his emotions and throw himself into Hank's arms, crying, begging, pleading and screaming for Hank to take him back, that he didn't care who he slept with as long as he would love him too.

Hank stares at the closed door, pain threatening to choke him as he lets Evan walk away from him. What do you do when someone hurts you? You try to hurt them more, by any means possible.

Hank opens the door and calls out, "You can't cheat on someone if you're not in a real relationship anyway." He slams the door just as Evan turns around.

A lone tear makes it's way down Evan's cheek, his heart laying shattered at his feet.

He turns and walks away.