Pairing: Hank/Evan
Warnings: Slash, incest
Author's Notes: The return of my OCs. Yay! Also, I really didn't know what to write for this one, but I really like the last line. Review, darlins! (That's not a typo, just my south Texas accent! XD)
Evan wants a leather jacket. Hank has no idea why, other than it's just another whim of Evan's, so he's being dragged along with Chloe and Blayne, from store to store looking for the perfect leather jacket.
"What about this one?" Evan asks, fingering the sleeve of a white one with fringe on the arms and back.
"You want a white one?" Chloe asks, nose wrinkling up.
"Not really." Evan drops the sleeve and continues on looking.
"He is very picky." Blayne comments to Hank.
"Yeah, I know, right? This is what, the fifth store we've been to in the past two hours?" Hank sighs and shoots them a grin.
"Ha. This isn't all that bad. You should've been there when we went to go buy Blayne's first pair of leather pants. Ten different stores and we finally end up buying them from the store that we started at." Chloe snickers, shoving lightly at her brother.
"Hey! She exaggerates." Blayne protests.
"Do not." Chloe retorts.
Hank laughs at both of them, feeling more at ease with them than anyone else in the Hamptons. Evan isn't anywhere in sight, but Hank figures he just went further back into the store.
"Anyway, what made you decide to come to the Hamptons?" Chloe asks, smile still curving her lips.
"I had some problems back home. Got fired from my hospital, and my fiancée left me. So, Evan swooped in and rescued me, I suppose." Hank explains.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry." Chloe says sympathetically, reaching out and touching Hank's arm.
"Yeah, man. That's harsh." Blayne says, tone mirroring his sisters'.
"Well, I've found a better life here so far." Hank smiles, lightening the mood again.
"I've found it!" A triumphant yell alerts them to Evan's presence.
"Really?" Hank asks skeptically.
"Yep." They finally see Evan walking toward them wearing his new jacket.
It's a classic black leather jacket made for motorcycle riding. There's no extra decorations and just two pockets on the sides.
That's a really nice jacket, Hank decides, breath catching in his throat at the sight of Evan in leather. Maybe he could convince him to get leather pants next.