Pairing: Hank/Evan
Warnings: Slash, incest, slight bit of blood
Author's Notes: Poor Evan. He'll live though. Review, angels!
Evan is usually pretty graceful for a guy, but like everyone else, he has his moments of utter clumsiness. Which is why he trips as he's going into the house, scraping his knee against the concrete stairs, and sending all his paperwork flying.
Hank is torn between laughing and asking him if he's okay. He compromises by snickering as he walks back out to Evan and crouches down to examine his knee, but not before scooping up all the papers before they flew away with the wind.
The cut isn't all that bad, it doesn't need stitches, but it is bleeding. Hank grabs the first aid kit from his bag and cleans the gravel from it, sprays some antibacterial on it, which makes Evan hiss loudly, and puts a band aid on it.
He mockingly kisses it better as Evan insists he do, then pulls Evan to his feet.
"Thanks." Evan kisses him lightly.
"It's what I do, but try to be less clumsy, okay?" Hank smirks.
"Yeah, yeah. You're so funny." Evan rolls his eyes.
They hobble inside and Hank sits Evan down on the couch.
It makes him feel warm inside to know that Hank will always take care of him, no matter how small the problem.