Thank you darksoul10844 for this idea! And for ignoring my total ackward mess that I am

Connor X Hank

Hank's POV

I walked inside my house to be greeted by Sumo, making me have a small smile appear on my face.

"Hello?" I said through the house before fully walking in and slipping off my shoes.

"Hello Hank! I'm in the kitchen!" Connor says with glee to hear my voice.

I walked into the kitchen and saw Connor sitting at the table with one of the co-workers, making me a bit jealous, as if they were doing something I had no clue or part of.

I took a seat in one of the empty wooden chairs before stating, "why the fuck are you here?"

The co-worker, Ashlyn, smiled at me and replied with, "we were going over the case we have right now and the possibilities of things, nothing big Hank."

It made my blood boil a bit as I saw something in her eyes, like evil or so.

I rolled my eyes before getting up again and grabbing a beer before sitting down, once again, in the old wooden chair.

"How are you Hank?" Connor asked, like Ashlyn wasn't there.

I smiled at him, with actual joy, and shrugged.

"Better now, that I'm here." I said, it was kinda the truth, but kinda wasn't. It's angering to be here at the moment to have jealousy here, but at the same time, Better because whatever could be happening can't happen now that I'm here.

The room filled with silence for a few moments, eyes not meeting eyes before Ashlyn killed it.

"I'm going to go home, Connor," she winked, "I hope to see you soon."

He nodded before replying, "well, Ashlyn, we would have to meet again, we are partners on this mission. You might also want to check your eye as it must be twitching or something in it, as my calculations, you may have over fifty things that could be happening to your eye. May I state them?"

I hold back a laugh as he completely didn't understand the flirtatious hints and took it as a health problems.

"No, no, it's fine Connor. You just have a good night." She said before taking her things and leaving.

As the door closed, Connor looked at me, "should we worry, she could have over fifty things happening to her and before her face heated up, do you think she's sick?" He said.

I laughed before taking a swig of my beer.

"No Connor I think she's fine the way she is." I said finally.

I sighed as my jealousy finally melted, she might have hitted on him, but he never saw it.

I walked to our room and Sumo laid next to me, giving me warmth. I was beyond exhausted from the full chase I had on this one man, a shooter near downtown. Fucking almost shot me. Luckily, we finally caught the bastard before he could again.

Connor came in and laid next to me, looking me in the eyes.

"Hank, it seems like your stress levels are high." He said.

I smiled before wrapping my arm around his waist and smiling.

At that point, I began to ramble about my day and the chase before falling asleep from the long day.

Sometimes I think I shouldn't stress over small things.