1. You should've listened

Hank goes through Connors hair as he breathes heavily while clutching onto his shirt.

"Connor."

Connor looks up at him, thirium rolling down his cheek. Hank wipes it away and pulls him into his chest lovingly. He rubs his back and kisses his neck soothingly.

"Is he coming?"

Connor breathes out shakily. Hank squeezes him reassuringly.

"No, he won't get you."

Hank puts his hand on Connors cheek as they part. Connor imidiatly leans into his hand and looks at his lover.

"I'll fix you."