[ There's so much to push back on, that he might have if he weren't drunk. Hawk shouldn't be calling him honey anymore, he should just be with him if he misses him so damn much instead of putting him through this, a purgatory within a purgatory where he so desperately wants to be through with him while knowing in his heart that he never will be. But if Tim were in the combative mood to really let him have it, he wouldn't have let him in, he wouldn't be seeking the comfort of his head in Hawk's hands or wishing that he'd stay. ]
I'm sorry. [ Closing his eyes in some sort of relief with the press of their foreheads together, breathing through his nose so Hawk doesn't comment on the booze on his breath. As if it isn't exceedingly obvious. ] About Senator Smith. I shouldn't have told you like that.
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I'm sorry. [ Closing his eyes in some sort of relief with the press of their foreheads together, breathing through his nose so Hawk doesn't comment on the booze on his breath. As if it isn't exceedingly obvious. ] About Senator Smith. I shouldn't have told you like that.