#he…..

thinking about hardison and his intensity when it comes to keeping his people safe, like in the long way down job. thinking about him hacking for hours on a difficult job, working tirelessly to make sure the ones he loves are protected (he is their safety net, their miracle worker) until his hands ache and his fingers cramp up. thinking about eliot sitting down and rubbing the pain out of his hands afterwards, carefully and lovingly, and parker sitting over him to excitedly describe to him the up close thrill of the con that he missed out on from lucille, and hardison just knowing that there is no love more worth the shake in his arms