More Than You Think
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Beastsilver is real in these here parts of town~ \(-_-)/
Basically- Hank starts noticing Peter a lot more when the speedster begins showing up around him.
THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE AND I LOVE THEM.
Hank knew that Peter was still unable to forgive himself for what had happened to Alex- he could clearly see the deep dread that was buried deep in his dark eyes, no matter how much Peter easily covered it up. He inwardly frowned when he thought about it too long- how whenever the ghostly mentioning of Alex’s name came up every now and then, Peter’s smile would all too easily slip a bit. How his eyes flickered a certain way. How his head hung low sometimes, and how Hank would surface from the lab at two in the morning to find the boy walking mindlessly through the halls- slow and drenched a melancholy that he miserably lied about.
Hank wanted to talk about it; wanted to just ask if his worries were true, and if Peter needed help that he just wasn’t used to. But the words always stuck and hesitated a second too long- you had to be quick with Peter- and before the doctor could ever just stop him a moment and lay a hand on his shoulder, Peter smirked and took off; gone for the day with a sure smile not quite as wide as it usually was.
Hank easily saw how upset Peter still was; even if no one else did. He was a doctor- that sort of thing was his job, in a way.