(DBH) Hank x reader

7

That whole experience has shoved me into a corner of worry, though I wasn't quitting my day job. I decided I'd keep working with hank. I really don't know what to say anymore but that feeling of hate has really turned on me...I know it's dumb but actually getting down and staying with someone sounds nice.

I pulled up to a warehouse Hanks car followed in behind mine and we both got out. We were supposed to check out this building and get some photos of smuggled in good and even some photos of the people working inside...hank and I were ready to sneak in.

We walked around looking for a way in. We came across a door that was propped open. Hank pulled his pistol from his hostler and made his way in first. I followed suit, there were boxes everywhere and I swear I saw a rat- There were voices ahead and hank pulled me behind some crates as he looked around the corner. The voices were talking about a drug run they needed to do. One sounded pissed and kept saying how the boss was going to kill them if they didn't finish what they started... hank glanced at me and then the voices faded away.

All we needed to do was look in some crates maybe take some photos and bring them back to HQ and hearing that definitely meant we hit the right spot. We spent a yew months trying to find these monsters drug den...
we walked around the huge crates that were staked on top of one another to find one thats slightly opened, I tried pushing it aside a bit as hank helped and it went a lot smoother.
There were all sorts of things in here-

Weird things....like robotic faces and parts to robots it really didn't look much like anything... where were they keeping the drugs. I looked up at hank and he gave me the same questionable look before we heard more footsteps.
Hank started pulling me around we were practically running to find a place to hide...I spotted a door and pulled in that direction. When we got in we closed the door behind us and waited. There was a long silence and then we heard two gun shots just two but what really got my attention was the muffled talking- I couldn't really hear much but they sounded very unhappyv. Hank was looking around the room and opened a window. My ear was pressed against the door as my face scrunched into a scowl. hank made his way over to me and tried to pull me to the window. The only words I could make out were.
'You got what you wanted and it still wasn't good enough' that voice sounded so familiar. Hank yanked me back  and pulled me to the window.

Once we got back to HQ hank sat with me in the coffee room "what does that mean....?" Hank shrugs
"What I'm wondering is why they shot their weapons....I'm sure they didn't see us..."
I rubbed my coffee with my thumb just thinking.
We were interrupted by Gavin he sat down in between us and smiled "so what's up with the case you two love birds are on" I kinda just stared at him and hank slurped what was left of his coffee. Gavin kinda shrank and saw we didn't really care at his annoying comments.
"I really don't think we are allowed to give you that information since your not on the case..." I looked over at Conner who was walking around looking at stuff on my desk.

Gavin grew stiff and stood up "um...alright...." and me and hank watched waiting for him to leave. As he left i looked back up at hank. He just smiled and looked at his coffee "I hate to take the topic away from our duties but....got plans tonight?"

I froze and could hear my heart in my ears...is he really trying to ask me on a date?? Or...is he just lonely?

"Oh uh...no...but why do you ask?"

"Oh just wondering...you wanna get a drink?" I give half a smile
"Sure why not...what's the worst that could happen?" I chuckle as well as him.

By the end of work we both headed out. Both of us walking side by side and talking about the news and such.
"Wait is how old are you" I laugh jokingly. He nudged me with his elbow.
"Wouldn't you like to know!" I turned my head to look around as we made our way to the car. I catch someone starring at me...straight at me... my smile slightly dropping. It was a man with dark hair.. when I turned my head to quickly get in the car and then back up to where he was...he was gone...

I'm either crazy or something...

By the end of the night we were both hammered but hank handled it better than me. I was practically all over the place... and I kinda felt out of place compared to hank...he just looked so down... i slapped both my hands into his arm basically just rubbing him and telling him he's a good person. He kinda just stared at me.

"I-i just you know think your a really good dude... and I to be honest... I didn't really like you at first- but I...ive just been holding back how I feel at this point I just need to spit it out." He just Hhms at me so I lean my forehead on his shoulder and laugh.

When my girlish giggling died down I kept my head on his arm. "I really like you..." I could feel him shift...but I couldn't tell if he was uncomfortable or if he just moved to do something. But when he moved and grabbed me by the shoulders to look me in the face I saw a smile...
"I like you too".