HopWill thoughts
Hop loves making a fuss about Will getting his clothes dirty from hanging out with the other boys.
"Again, tiger?" he'd say, quickly kneeling down in front of Will and popping that fly, tugging down the zipper.
"Dad..." Will would murmur with crimson cheeks.
Not a moment's wasted till jeans are yanked to the floor and layers of shirts slipped overhead, and Hop pats Will's bubble and tells him to go be good and shower.












