Carlos smiled at him. “I’m pretty sure you won’t,” he said. “I… I think I’ve got a pretty good idea of what I’ve walked into.” Admittedly, Carlos didn’t expect any of this. But things just… seemed to fall in place. He wasn’t going to question it too much – not when he and Hancock have such a good thing going.
“I sure hope so.” He chuckled softly then brought Carlos’ hand up to his lips to kiss his knuckles. Moving closer then, Hancock pulled the other man’s arms around his shoulders and pressed right up against his side, resting his head on the scientist’s shoulder. “I really don’t know what I’d do without you, y’know? You’ve made my life so much better than I ever thought it could be.”
Carlos wrapped his arms around Hancock and held him tight. He rubbed Hancock’s back right between his shoulder blades up and down his bony spine. “You should know, I share the same sentiments,” Carlos told him. “I really didn’t think my own life was going to ever look up again. So I’m glad… I’m really happy to have this.”
The Perfect Scientist 