one last try. /dbh/

welcome, C.A.

(I apologise for not making any chapters.)

Hank woke up to Connor staring at his face, like right at his face while he was close to it. He stared back, "what're you doing, Connor?" He mumbled in a morning voice, staying still. "Oh, sorry, Lieutenant." The boy leaned up, frowning. Hank pulled the blanket over him, sighing as he turned away. He noticed that he was still on the couch, but he had a blanket laid out over him this time. "We have work Today, Lieutenant. I recommend we go to work if you don't want to be late." Hank furrowed his eyebrows in the couch cushions, thinking of how formal he sounded.

"Lieutenant...?" Connor poked Hank's back, making him tense up. "Can you ple-" the older man shot up, throwing the blanket off the ground. "Yes! I will!" He hollered. Sumo wagged his tail as he heard his owner drag himself down the hallway. The dog was hiding in Connor's room, scratching at the door. As Connor followed obediently, he turned his head to his bedroom door. "Oh!" He said happily, making Hank cringe as he entered his room. Connor opened the door, seeing a dog walk out and lick his hand as if to say thank you. "I'm sorry! I must've shut the door on accident." Sumo just gave out a weak howl, making the boy smile.

"Glad we're on the same page, sumo."

Hank eventually got ready...
Thirty minutes later, which made Connor very Curious to why he took long. He didn't budge, though. Instead, he fiddled with his coin and hummed a tune he heard awhile back.

Hank walked in the room, rubbing his eyes. "Let's get a move on, Connor." He grumbled. Connor stood on his feet, pocketing his coin. "Okay." He nodded, walking to the back door. Hank watched him, "Son, wrong door." Connor turned his head to him, shaking his head. He smiled, turning the door knob and opening it. Sumo came trotting in, panting. "I had let sumo out while you had gotten ready. So, he's all good for now." Hank rose a brow, smiling a little. "Connor, there is no need to do things for me. I can feed hi-" he talked as he turned around, seeing the food and water bowl filled up. "...nevermind." he sighed. Connor closed the door. He walked towards the door, humming. "No need to thank me. I say it's not a problem".

Hank followed, "I need to help out too. I feel dumb when I have someone to take care of me." He grabbed his phone and keys, jacket too. "Lieutenant, I think it's good to help out others. But sure, you could help me out if you catch me in the act." Connor opened the door, walking out with the male on his heels, shutting and locking the door when the two were outside. "I'll keep an eye out." Hank mumbled, clicking on the car button, unlocking his car.

"Why are you so happy today?" Hank asked, glancing in the review mirror. He switched lanes, speeding up a little faster. "Well, I wanted to be in good mood to make you into a good mood...if that makes sense." Connor said, furrowing his eyebrows. "Yes, that makes sense." Hank said, glancing at Connor. "Right. I wanted to see the difference on if giving a good mood, doing simple tasks, and such would set you in a good mood." The boy was learning things a lot lately, trying new things. It was scary to feel emotions after everything that had lashed out. "You did good. I feel like I can kick ass today!" Hank said with a smile, giving Connor some sort of feeling. Seems as if he was feeling proud, joy, even love. "Good. I'm glad." Connor nodded, feeling accomplished. Hank grinned as he looked back at the road, "can you turn up the radio?" He asked.

The two eventually made it to the DPD, parking in the parking lot. "Well, here we are." Hank said, taking his keys out of the ignition. Connor hummed, opening his door. Hank got out, shutting the door and locking his car. "My days off went by too fast." He grumbled, stepping up the steps. "Don't worry." Connor said, Following the Lieutenant, "I'm sure work will go by just as quickly." Hank opened the door, chuckling. "You got me there." He said, shaking his head. Connor was confused, walking up to the receptionist's desk.