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Love at the Lodge

The Hanks x Reader

Chapters 6 & 7

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When you enter the small shop, you’re immediately hit with the smell of sweets and a blaring radio pumping out the most popular seasonal songs. Which in this case, means Christmas music playing nonstop. What graces your ears this time around is a pleasant rendition of ‘White Christmas’. One of your favorites, it bumped your mood up times ten, making you more excited than you initially expected.

Kids laughed loudly while you heard multiple moms chatter about whatever it is moms talk about these days. A couple of them had their partners with them, and you noticed a couple of drinks set by their table.

“Welcome! Welcome!” An older black lady with silver sister locs comes into view, waving you and the boys behind you over. “It’s nice to see some new faces around here.” She grabs you by your hand and asks you what your name is so she can properly tend to you. You look back to The Hanks to let them know. H5nk dusted a few specs of snow off H1nks coat while H2nk aggressively shook the snow off of H3nk, it almost looked like he was strangling him as H3nk just flopped back and forth.

“Psst guys!” You whisper-shout back to them, prying their attention from the doorway, they quickly follow, H4nk who’s a little faster than the rest catches up to you immediately.

“Are you new to the area?” The lady asks, taking you to an empty table that could seat you all.

“Yes actually- we’re just visiting,” you reply with a bubbly tone.

“Oh of course! This place is great for holiday getaways, have you gone down the ski slopes yet?” She further questioned you as she sat you down, H5nk and H1nk snuggling next to you.

“Yes! I did actually, it was surprisingly fun!” You say.

“That’s good dear, make yourselves comfortable, while I get the workshop going” She takes out a pamphlet from her apron pocket and hands it to you. “The event will start in about twenty minutes.”

“Oh perfect! Thank you so much” you give her a big smile as she walks away to greet the next couple of people. You pick it up and flip through, they have other events as well so you’re quick to slip the pamphlet in your coat pocket.

“The people here are ridiculously nice!” H4nk says.

“Maybe it’s the Christmas magic,” H2nk teases, laughing to himself.

H3nk is messing with the array of crafts on the table, hot glue, glitter and a plethora of other items were laid out neatly. H2nk was sat next to him and purposely reached over to steal the scissors placed in his station.

“Hands off!” H3nk pushes his grabby hands away, “Mi casa is not your casa!”

“We’re not even in a house right now,” you laugh.

You’re much too afraid to mess up anything that’s placed in front of you, it was already neatly arranged for today’s event and if you were to mess anything up, you’d probably lose track of where the advisor is midway through the tutorial.

“Adam! Stop that!” You overhear a lady sitting at a table next to you, she’s trying her damn hardest to get her little boy—who you assume is Adam— under control. Although like any toddler he doesn’t listen and he’s running around the tables begging for attention. H5nk who was sitting next to you notices your gaze shift to the side and he slowly turns to see what it is.

“What a rowdy little boy,” you whisper over to H5nk, who has a rather sentimental look on his face.

“He sure is,” He responds, darting his eyes from the mom to the kid. “Too much energy for this place, that's for sure.”

“So, have you thought of baby names?” You try to deter the conversation, sparking up a topic he might want to talk about.

He turns to you with a shocked expression, and before he could continue H2nk spoke up.

“Oh hell yeah we have!” H2nk blurts out.

“Hank Two wrote down a whole list,” H1nk who was comfortably sat next to you, now using your sweater as a fidget toy.

“Hell yeah I did!” He cheered.

“Can I hear some?” You ask, tapping your hands on the table.

“Girl names first, those are our favorites—very versatile!” H3nk says.

“The first one is our favorite and it’s Hana,” H5nk recalls, placing his hand on his chin, stroking it as if he’s activating his memory box.

“That’s cute! Reminds me of a flower” you say.

“I like the name Hannah, spelt with two H’s and N’s” H2nk spoke, putting his finger up in the air.

You’re starting to realize that even though they’ve been in the real world for a while…they are most definitely still athletic himbos who know nothing about naming kids—no matter how cute the names are.

“Johanna is a sick name” H3nk pumps his chest out.

“Oh cute! Changing things up I see!” You perk up interested to hear a different variation.

“Hanna for short” He continues.

“Right of course,” you let out a loud laugh, of course it’s still hanna. You admit it was really cute how even though they’ve been realized and separated from each other— they somehow still remain a hive mind of some sorts.

“Anyways,” H5nk cuts the conversation short, stopping the rest from sharing their “Hanna” variations. You brought this up for H5nk you guess he didn’t care much about it. “Are you feeling better?” He spoke softly as if bringing it up would automatically cause you to feel sore again.

“Yesss, much better thanks to you guys,” you subconsciously kicked your feet a little. Your feet felt so much lighter thanks to what H5nk did, all of them went out their way to lend you some of their fluffy socks for winter today. You decided to put on your soft boots today to reduce pain too.

“I wanted to say thank you again. I was way too tired to properly say it before, but what you guys did totally made my night,” you say with pure earnestness, it was the first time in forever where you felt completely relaxed, no worrying about file deadlines or people pleasing randos you get on call while working.

“House homie no need to thank us, it’s what you deserve!” H4nk said- just like in the car on our way here. It made you blush with happiness, taken over by the amount of energy he poured into you.

“I’ll pay you guys back I swear it,” you playfully mimicked making an oath, placing your hand on your chest. You just got a side hug from H1nk.

“Hey you guys, just coming around and asking the adults if they’d like some drinks while the workshop begins.” A young lady, with auburn hair comes around with a tray of cute wine glasses with snowflakes decorated around the rim.

You were about to speak for everyone but H1nk nudged into your ear. “Paying us back will be one hell of a job homie, you sure you’re up for it?” He teases.

“Of course, I’m good at lots of things.” You shoot a smile his way and he looks dumbfounded for a split second but gains his composure. “I mean look at me now, I went down a mountain,” You spoke proudly.

“A bunny slope, a toddler was rocking the same hill,” H3nk replied, giggling to himself.

“At least I’m not knocking them down,” you give him a knowing glare, and he immediately you’re talking about the skating rink. He rolls his eyes and continues messing with the array of tools.

H4nk at the end of the table along with H5nk conversed with the lady, who in your words— looked incredibly interested in them. A fair bit, you mean come on? Who wouldn’t flirt a little with these guys.

She hands the drinks off with a little “Enjoy!” Waving them off and giving you a wide smile once you made eye contact.

“A sip and paint how nice!” You cheer

“Well sip and crafts” H2nk, “corrects” you.

“Eh, same difference.” You lift up your glass bringing it to your lips to taste. The fizzy drink tickled down as you tasted the fruity flavor, a hint of alcohol stung your nose and throat while it slid down. “Woah, that’s dangerously sweet,” you whispered.

While you were sipping, the hanks had already downed their drinks by the time you put your head back down. They each licked their lips, relishing the taste.

“That was yummy, how long until she gets us a refill?” H4nk said questionably.

“Oh god, no refills bro,” you slide the cups you can reach towards the middle so it doesn’t get in the way. If they were to drink anymore there wouldn’t be any focusing on the thing you came here to do in the first place!

“You guys don’t want to be drunk and have a task to do, trust me” you shivered at the thought, reminiscing on the days where you had ten assignments due and came home after your parents forced you out. So much for a 21st birthday— you vowed not to do anything that would have you acting out of character.

“Homie please, we’re not easy like you” H1nk teases.

Light-weight

“Whatever, get tipsy I don’t care” you lean back in your seat. “You’ll see when mine comes out looking better than yours,” you speak with a cocky tone, eager to prove yourself right.

“Ohh? Are we making this a competition?” H3nk leans over and places his hands under his chin. A competitive grin appears on his face, practically begging for you to agree.

“Winner gets what?” H4nk rubbed his hands together, warming them up so he can be more mobile while crafting.

“How about, winner doesn’t have to sleep on the floor” H1nk suggests.

“We already have free will over that Hank,” You laugh to yourself. “How about, losers are subject to do whatever the winner asks!”

“Ohhh homie, you're playing with gold right now” H2nk smiles wide, furrowing his brows, putting his ‘game face’ on.

You probably should’ve known that your adrenaline junkie best friends would take this insanely seriously, now you have no choice but to go forth with this nonsense of a challenge. Now you have to go all out! They may be jock heads but the amount of creativity they put in your birthday cards say otherwise.

You see H3nk crack his knuckles, which makes H4nk and H2nk follow. They were already in the headspace. On the website to rsvp for this event it showed all the potential crafts you’d make, like reindeer ornaments, or snow globe ones. It was all so exciting and you’d be more than happy to see all of these on your tree back home.

“Are you guys putting this on your tree back home?” You ask.

“We don’t have one of our own” H1nk replies, tapping his chin with his finger.

“Do you think Willi will let us decorate her tree?” H2nk asks.

You take a minute to comprehend what they’re saying and actually recognize the name.

“Wait…like Whillemina? That Willi? She’s letting you stay with her?” You ask completely lost as to what to say, back at the house she didn’t seem all that impressed with these five.

“Oh yeah! Did we not tell you?” H1nk asked

“Maybe you’ve mentioned it once? When did you move in?” You ask.

“About a year ago? The first year we were out we were doin’ whatever gnarly action called to us!” H2nk said.

Now that you think about it, whenever they called they were never…in a house. Always calling before an event or outside with a horrible connection. You can’t believe you’ve never asked where they had settled down. You had assumed they had a place of their own, a small apartment of sorts but even that wouldn’t make sense to spend money on when they’re never home.

“I never took her for a roommate kind of person…considering your first interaction,” you state.

“Oh of course not, but you realized her first right? After we got popular making those videos, she saw potential in our whole brand- so she says” H5nk

“So she’s been acting as our media manager!” H1nk chirps. “Getting us sick brand deals and awesome sponsors! A true business lady!”

“—And letting us crash in her basement” H3nk adds on.

“Is that who you’ve been texting about media stuff?” You turn to ask H2nk, he eagerly shakes his head yes.

“Wow can’t believe I’ve been so oblivious,” You let loose a few giggles, piecing together the picture. You always thought they were in an arcade or club, turns out the lighting was just the basement. The visual of them all living together makes you wonder if they hang out together? Or watch movies together? Maybe they tried to cook meals together? Everything sounds so adorable. It also makes you realize what else you’ve been purposely being dull about and refusing to ask questions. Was it because you didn’t want to feel more excluded?

You’re more than happy for them though, what a sweet outcome for them.

“Yeah well, wouldn’t be the first time” H3nk spoke, earning him a kick on the foot from H2nk.

“What’s that supposed to mean,” you frown, fixing on his face, disregarding your own thoughts.

“Nothin…” He whispers back.

“He was just playing around!” H5nk tried to defend

“Just saying homie, you were given personal date glasses and—“ He abruptly stopped due to a pinch on the side.

“He was playing. Around.” H2nk directs the sentence to you but is eyeing H3nk down like they’re about to duel.

‘Not the first time?’ What could he mean by that? Sure you didn’t know that they were living with Willi but who would? Who in their right mind would’ve guessed that that was the case. Surely it wasn’t going to be you, you already had to deal with work you didn’t want to feel any sort of way of their lifestyle. Best friends still need a couple secrets right? You were still a great friend…

“Alright lovely people, it’s time to start!” The older lady with sister locs began to speak at the front of the room. How convenient you couldn’t press H3nk further. Or ruminate on about what best friends do. All you could do was squint at him, sending a silent message that you would get to the bottom of it.

For now, you had to lock in. Having these guys do whatever you wanted would be the best gift Christmas had to offer. And the others had the same idea, keep focused on the workshop and win best ornament. The front lady introduced herself as ‘Tracy’. A bubbly energy exuding from her despite what her age might tell you.

The workshop continued as if it was a paint lecture, letting you know what colors to use and making it easier to pick supplies—probably to make sure the kids here don’t mess up. H3nk went full game mode, zeroing in on the supplies and tutorial.

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The first craft made was out of popsicle sticks, you just followed the instructions and made it exactly like Tracy did, with a few colors of your choice added of course. H1nk was precise in his craft, leaving absolutely no hot glue marks and very clean joints and consistent results. It was impressive but also embarrassing to see his model next to yours. It wasn’t bad looking but it’s like seeing an architect major next to an art major.

H2nk had his reindeers antlers decorated with cute bells, H4nk was making straight bull-shit and you’re not sure if he was even paying attention half the time—he’s too busy mushing the hot glue between his burnt finger tips. H3nk was pretending to hide his craft from everyone, though H2nk and H4nk had a better view. You don’t think that they cared, it seemed like he was only in competition with you. H5nk was probably the only one having the time of his life, (well, you and him) patiently waiting for new instructions and carefully constructing his ornament, occasionally looking at the kids and parents at other tables. His dumb, warm, gooey smile never left his face, it was endearing to say the least.

After everyone finished with their first ornament Tracy had called for a fifteen minute break, bringing cookies out from the back, along with more drinks for the adults and chocolate bars, chocolate milk, and hot chocolate for the kids. You already had enough to drink for today so don’t think you’d need a cup for now, you’re really craving those sweets though…

“I’m going to go get us some,” you say, beginning to stand up until H5nk yanks at your sweater. “Hm?” You hum out.

“Can I come?” He asks with a dreamy expression.

“Yes of course come, come,” You tap him rhythmically and gently pull him up by his arms. He slides out easily and joins you to head to the front. Most of the parents stay seated as they send their kids to do their bidding. It was cute how eager they were to make their plates.

“I’m thinking of snagging some snickerdoodle cookies,” you say, rubbing your hands together as you stand in line. Two kids around the age 7 and 9 join behind you. You thought it was that rough boy from earlier but these two were more civil…at least you assumed.

“I’ll get some brownies and chocolate chip then,” He copies your movements slightly. You were going to get extra for the rest of the guys and you assume H5nk will do the same. As you approach the table the kids behind you begin to playfully fight with each other, reminding you of the pillow fight you and the hanks had the other day.

“Stop it! Mommy said for me to get it, not you!” The first kid kicks the others leg.

“Get off of me! Just go sit down, I can do it!” The other one whispers, pinching the other slightly.

Okay, maybe they’re not playing around, you forget how serious shit is when you’re little. One shove later and the older kid slams into the backside of H5nk, it wasn’t enough force to knock him over but he gets startled. The kids do as well— a giant muscle mass just turned around to face them, who wouldn’t be scared!

“Apologize!” The eldest smacked the younger one on the head, looking pissed.

“Hey hey, it’s all good, I get crazy about sweets too” He speaks softly, despite the spiked energy emitting from the kids. Since the line wasn’t moving much, he bent down to talk with the kids more. You just watched as he worked his magic—somehow changing the conversation from sweets to sports. Something only a Hank could pull off.

“My mom said I’m really good at soccer for my age!” The little one said

“I believe her, with all this energy you have right now on the field must be crazy!” H5nk patted his head, ruffling his hair. You let out a laugh and continued to keep the line moving while making sure to stay glued on the conversation despite not being part of it. He continued to compliment them both, encouraging them to share more about what they like to do for fun. You shared some quick things of your childhood but overall just let them have their time.

Once it was your turn in line, you saw more treats than expected. There were tiny sponge cakes with red and green icing, cinnamon rolls with a white chocolate drizzle and blue snowflake sprinkles—which caught your eye immediately. You forgot about wanting any cookies and diced straight for a warm bun. H5nk scooted right behind you with the two kids in front of him. He helped pick their plates out, desserts and even helped pour the cocoa. If you weren’t with him you would’ve assumed these were his kids entirely.

“Thank you!!”

“Bye dude!”

“Is that why you wanted to come? Be a super cool role model to the kids?” You teased.

“No honest!” He says in a worried tone but you show a smile to know your just kidding

“You’re really good with kids Hank, I’m kinda jealous” you both make your way back to the table, unable to home yourself back you dive into the cinnamon roll using your hands to bring the plate up to your face.

“You are too,” he says gently.

“Oh no no no, they’re my weakness— old people and my age range are so easy to decipher especially during my job. I just don’t get kids,” your tongue darts out to lick the residue that fell down to your chin and onto your nose.

“Nah you do, just not in the way other people do, it makes you special.” His hand moves to— what you assume is take something off your plate, but instead, he swipes his thumb across your lips, sliding over to the corner of your mouth. He wipes any frosting that didn’t make it into your mouth and laps it up with his tongue, sucking to make sure no frosting was left.

“Mmm that’s wicked good,” He hums out, leaving you a little stunned. You use your free hand to wipe off your nose. “Hurry before the dudes try to sabotage our ornaments.”

“Right…yeah, yea,” you are stuck in place for a second but quickly move forward to join the table again. Your heart beat skipped a crazy amount of pumps, not normal.

You sat back down, handing each of the boys the sweets you picked out, H5nk does the same.

“Ooo what’d you get” H1nk asks

“Cinnamon roll, want some?” You respond, and he nods his head. You expected him to just pick it up and try it himself, but he dropped his jaw open and closed. You roll your eyes but ultimately go with it. One scoop and the roll is in both of your hands, it has cooled off a little but it’s still steamy and the icing was slowly dripping onto your hands.

He takes one huge bite, bringing his hands to cup yours making sure nothing drips onto the clothes.

“Mmmhffgh” He mumbles out with a droopy smile, chewing voraciously. His thumb shoots out to give you a ‘it was delicious!’ Signal. You quickly chow down on the remaining bites so the cream isn’t dripping everywhere. It would be really uncouth for you to lick all this cream up with your tongue so you try to remember if you brought your wet wipes along—which you did not.

H1nk noticed your panic and provided a solution only he could think of.

“I got you homie,” He grabs the hand that's the messiest, and you genuinely can’t believe what he does next. He goes for your thumb first and licks all the icing covered all over it, sucking the cream clean himself.

“Ew Hank! What is up with you guys!” You rip your hand away and try to wipe his saliva on your sweater but stop abruptly. You don’t want to ruin such a cute top. “Ugh, I’m going to the bathroom”

“What I do bro.” He asked through a mouth stuffed with frosting and roll.

“You can’t lick fingers in public, that’s a private activity,” H2nk says—not so sure about the private part but yeah no licking fingers in public, it’s gross!

“I’ll be right back,” you huff.

“Want us to come with you?” H5nk looks at you with the biggest eyes.

“No we’re in a building it’s fine,” you reply.

“But—“ H4nk starts to protest and you have to shush him before he could get it out.

“We’re in a closed off building. Let me wash my hands,” If they were able to, they would’ve been crying for you to stay. They mentally curse themselves for not taking Chairemi's acting classes seriously enough.

You make your way over to the bathroom, which was more tidy than you would have thought for such a public event. You didn’t linger long since there wasn't much to do but wash your Hank saliva hand. Once you got a paper towel to dry off you used it to open the door, a bit heavy for you. You have no idea why places make it harder to open from the inside instead of out. A couple seconds of struggling and you ease your way out, hosting most of the weight on your back as you push through.

Unfortunately for you the bathroom and kitchen entrance were practically siblings with how incredibly close the doors were. You bump into a taller man holding two pitchers full of juice.

“Ah shit- sorry dude” the guy spoke.

As you regain your stance to apologize back, your eyes fixate on the face behind the pitchers. He seems to realize as well as a smirk slowly creeped on his face.

“It’s you!” The guy who helped with your tickets back at the ice rink is now standing before you. With a black compression shirt along with black pants. Maybe it's uniform for workers here?

“I didn’t know you worked here too?” You ask scooting out so he can make his way to the tables.

“I don’t, just volunteering. During the holidays I like to help out with events, it gets hectic.” He speaks, flexing his visible muscles which you don’t pay much attention to.

“So you live here?” You ask.

“Well duh” He makes a ‘pffft’ noise, as if your question was stupid— which it kind of was. Who works when visiting?

“Right dumb question,” you follow him mindlessly as he puts the drinks out, waving hi to Tracy and then turning back to face you.

“I honestly didn’t think I’d see you again, after you ran off at the rink,” He says, smirking trying not to stare.

Ah shit, he noticed that you were in fact running from him. Awkward.

“Eh it was that- I just needed to go to the bathroom…”

“With all five of your friends?”

“They followed me out of their own volition” You approach closer to your table.

“Better get back before they follow you again” He teases.

You simply blow a puff of air out of your nose while keeping a smile set. You leave him to set up the drinks at the table. Once you make your way back over to your table the hanks all snap their heads to look at you, analyzing you as you step towards your seat. You use your hand to steady yourself on H1nks should while sliding in.

“Who was that guy?” They say in unison.

“The same dude from the other day, at the ice rink remember?”

They all tilt their heads.

“He was working the counter.”

“Was he bothering you?” H2nk taps his pointer fingers together using his thumbs as a perch for his chin.

“Not really? I accidentally bumped into him when coming out the bathroom—“ You began but got cut off.

“See! I told you I should’ve gone, I knew something like that would happen!” H4nk protests.

“Like what? He takes me in the kitchen and boils me?” You joke.

They all pause and widen their eyes, playing out the scenario as if that shit could happen. It wasn’t until Tracy broke the silence, commencing the next craft. You seriously cannot believe these guys sometimes. You busied yourself with listening to the rules, hoping The Hanks do the same. This time the craft was a snow globe ornament, while everyone was busy eating they slid a couple new items to use. So it was nice to see what would work out best for yours.

While you were focusing, The Hanks however had an immediate change in their atmosphere. It was clear they were skeptical about the guy you spoke to, you told them they’d seen him before but they can’t remember for the life of them. Each of them were trying their best to remain focused but they couldn’t with that dude grabbing empty plates and bottles all around them. It was almost as if a current of electricity shocked all of their brains simultaneously because each of them had the same idea. It was probably their best idea yet. Each of them pulled out the small polaroid photo they had of you, setting it down on the table. Now each of them eagerly waited for the stranger to walk up and retrieve your table's trash.

Tracy had left you all to a nice quiet-ish environment to finish with the rest of the craft after explaining the basic details. So it was you, your tools and the calm feeling of your friends being near. H2nk was the smoothest one at pretending he didn’t care and casually added little styrofoam balls to his tiny enclosure. It was a fun distraction for him, yet he couldn’t ignore how his heart beat a little differently.

“Heyo, I can take your trash if you're done,” The guys spoke, rattling a halfway full trash back held by his gloved hands. This snapped you out of your woke state and began scooping your plates to get them out the way.

“Oh yeah we’re all do-“ you go to get the only two plates you have and stop dead in your tracks when you spot H5nk's open wallet with the embarrassingly sentimental photo laid out for all to see. “Ah here...you go” you hand it to him reaching over the table, you’re sure that he saw as well so you quickly sit back down. He moved forward without another word and you left with the stupid smirks of your friends' faces. You knew exactly why they had them out but oh did you want to see what they’d say. In what world would they feel the need to show off? At a workshop no less.

“Why do you guys have those out right now” you say.

“We’re using it for the ornaments duh” H4nk replied.

You grumble under your breath and roll your eyes. “Your ball is closed, you can’t add anything else…are you gluing it to the outside?”

He pauses, looks down and returns his gaze to you with worried brows.

“Um…”

“What’s your excuse?” You turn to five, who was at the end table making it so that the guy saw his first.

“A guy can’t take out his wallet?” He says shamelessly. The rest nodded.

You can’t really pester them like this, they’ll keep playing around. You look down at your craft and decide to touch it up a little more before they close the workshop entirely.

“You know you should really carry our pic with you,” H1nk advised.

You just hum, and continue with filling the ball with light blue and silver glitter.

“Yeah you could gain crazy luck homie,” H2nk says.

“I could,” you touch up the finishing details and close the glass ball like Tracy demonstrated. “Then again I really like how you guys look on my board with everyone else.” You tease.

“Home dawg come on, you know what we mean,” H3nk whined.

“—Is there anything else you guys need extra help with?” Tracy says, coming up to the table with the warmest demeanor.

“Yeah actually…” You start, she tilts her head to you with a big smile and eyebrows lifted. “We’re kind of in a competition, could you vote which one looks the best?” You lift your ornament up so she can see better and give your best smile.

She lights up with excitement and claps her hands lightly.

“Oh I would love to! Let me get some other people” she scoots away towards the kitchen, grabbing her coworkers. You are a little nervous to have so many eyes on your art, your heart is beating rapidly thinking of who will win. Imagining what they’d make you do all day…you shiver. Endless amounts of physical activity with little to no break. Thanks to that guy, they got thrown off their game which puts you at an advantage.

One peak at their face and it seems they know it. They all try their best to fix details, mostly on their second one since their firsts look superb. You would need to think up an excuse to take those from them.

“Okay we’re back!” Tracy says, a couple tables down as she pulls two others. One of them being the guy you keep bumping into. You smirked just a bit, seeing The Hanks try to keep a smile. They come closer and all three of them have a pen and paper ready to analyze the hell out of your pieces. It almost feels like your back in high school.

The young woman with auburn hair speaks up, and you recognize she was the one to hand out your drinks. “So the winner gets what?” She smiles, excited to be a part of this.

“Everyone has to say yes to me if I win!” H4nk speaks up first, shoving his ornaments further up for their inspection.

“That’s only if you win,” H1nk retorts.

“Oh I see, this is serious,” she laughs, scribbling stuff on her paper, which you can’t see. You tap your feet, anticipating what the outcome will be.

All of them huddle close and whisper things you can’t hear, which causes H1nk and H5nk to tap the table. They pretend to do a drum roll to prepare for the final decision. Tracy turns around first, stepping up to the table.

“My favorites were yours, and this one!” She drags your snow globe forwards, pairing it with H1nks which made him giddy.

“I liked these ones,” The guy pulls H4nks forward, and then H5nks.

“I like this guy” H4nk whispers nudging H3nk.

“I chose~” the young woman taps yours and pulls H3nks forward. Which means…

“I won!” You laugh, a little more obnoxiously than you would’ve liked. Two votes! This is huge for you!

“No fair! We need at least ten people to vote” H3nk huffed.

“Congratulations Home slice,” H2nk replied, clapping his hands together. The rest wooo, and clap for you as quietly as they’re capable of, trying not to disturb anyone else. Each of them start conversing with one another, quickly getting their area clean. Of course they time each other on who could do it the fastest.

You however get up to stretch after being slumped for thirty minutes working on that award winning snow globe. You pace a little working out your sleepy legs until you’re approached again.

“Nice work with the ornaments!” The girl says “My name is Audrey,” she holds a hand out which you take.

“I’m Don, and you?” He doesn’t bother to put his hand out.

You let them know your name and they both nod accordingly.

“There’s this home we’re doing with friends, and we thought you all would like it?” Don says.

“We don’t meet lots of people our age with no kids so this is exciting!” Audrey bounces.

“The trail leads to a secluded mountain area with a private cabin, the views are really good. My dad owns it so we have full access to everything.” He continues.

“Please consider coming with us! It would be so fun to meet new faces!” She steps closer to you, “…and all respect, your friends are hot as shit! They would fit right in along with you” She whispers aggressively trying her best to keep her cool.

“Text me if you want to, it’s tonight at 7,” Don slips you the piece of paper he wrote on, it was ripped so the only part that was left was his number. “See you later hopefully,” he smiles and rushes back to the kitchen with Audrey, probably in a rush to clean out the space they have rented.

Going to a secluded party cabin sounds like something straight out of a movie, hell this is probably the second official party you’ve been personally invited to with no strings attached. It could be a fun experience, especially the hike part…Hanks would love that…plus you now have the power to get them to do stuff regardless if they want to. What harm is a party?

———————

Chapter 7

You however stay back for just a couple seconds, fiddling with the note you received. You take your phone out of your pocket to check the time, it was still fairly early and you all went to eat already. Maybe you could go skiing and tell them your plans there? The proposal sort of messed up your planning, but all you had was dinner plans after spending most of the time back out on the mountains. You had all the hanks’ boxes stacked on top of each other with yours, ready to walk out.

“Sweetie?” Tracy walks up to you, causing you to peer out from the boxes covering your view “Here, take this, you shouldn’t be carrying all that.” she laughs to herself patting you on the back.

You thank her, putting the boxes inside. You walk outside, a breeze of cold wind hits you like a rock, making you involuntarily close your eyes. Which thankfully saves you from the ball of cold ice a Hank just threw. You almost dropped your bag but thankfully you had kept a tight grip.

“Oh!!!! You just got splatted!” The Hanks say in unison.

“Haha!! Headshot!” H3nk yells.

You lift your gloved hand and wipe the snow from your eyes. “Dudes-” You walk towards the empty space they were rolling and playing around in and they all freeze, holding balls of snow in their hands wondering what you’ll do. Once they were all looking at you, you decided to use the opportunity to quickly grab a handful of snow and slam it into the nearest hanks face, sorry to H3nk but he immediately fell backwards earning himself a big hug from the fresh snow.

“Got you back!” You yell.

“It wasn’t me!” He tried to fight back as you pushed more snow on top of him, backing up when you felt the job was done. You notice the other hanks try to ball up bigger balls of snow to get you back, but before they could get you you jump up and run for the cleared off sidewalk. You dash for the car avoiding the snow being thrown as a ‘get back’. You try your best to run while stabilizing the bag, unsure of what amount of force would mess the precious ornaments up.

“Don’t let em get away!” You hear H1nk shout and then footsteps follow.

You run towards the parking lot, trying to be the first to make it in the car to avoid any other blows. They all catch up to you easily, and the minute you get your hands on the door handle, H2nk comes from behind to pull you backwards.

“You cheater!” You giggle.

H3nk comes into view with a giant snowball lifting it above his head ready to slam it over you, you struggle to free yourself from H2nk’s grip. You don’t want to drop the bag. H3nk slowly makes his way towards you, slowly so that you get more and more frantic. Sure this is payback for you, but you’d really like to not have melted freezing water in your ass right now.

“Wait wait wait!” You squeal out and he stops abruptly. “You can’t do it”

“Wha why not homie? this is payback!”

“Rules are rules!” you say, scrunching your head back into your scarf. Just in case he decides to throw it anyway, you brace yourself.

“Ooo, they’re right home slice” H2nk loosens his grip and holds his hands up in surrender. H3nk freezes with the giant snowball above his head, scared that any move would automatically make him fail the challenge. Could this be your holy day? An entire twenty-four hours of no muscular guy throwing an unexpected object your way?

“Why did we agree to that!” H1nk shouts, throwing all the snow on H4nk which makes him fall in a nearby snow pile.

“What if we lose! These hands can’t control themselves!” H4nk yells muffled through the snow.

“Then you lose duh,” you roll your eyes to yourself, “and you have to sleep by yourself.”

“What?” They all speak in unison, whipping their heads towards you.

As H3nk stands in shock, the ball of snow he was holding above his head crumbles, coating his fluffy ginger hair and top half in snow.

“Well now what’re we going to do?” H2nk asked, just hugging your backside now that he’s not holding you still.

“Now we snowboard, the snow shouldn’t be so dangerous now that it stopped snowing right?” You ask.

“Right on bro,” H5nk says unlocking the car doors, he hops in the front seat without another word to start the engine.

H2nk shoves you forward a little to open the door, but before you could H3nk tries to open the door first to get a better seat but you tell him off.

“You can’t get in with all that snow, go shake off!” You say, pulling his coat so he doesn’t hop inside. H2nk loosens his grip completely making his way towards the front seat, you however stay and ruffle all the snow out of H3nks hair.

“I have some snow stuck in the back of my scarf,” He smirks, leaning down, wiggling his hands behind you as he puts his head on your shoulders. You obliged and played along, turns out he did have more in the back of his scarf, it would’ve been a whole pond if he got in the car and it had melted.

“Mmm” He hums, it has been a while since you’ve played in his hair. Maybe you could return the favor later tonight? As a thank you for tracing your face.

“Okay you’re all dusted off Hank,” You say, patting his back. He squeezed you tighter, swinging you back and forth before he let go and made his way to the car.

“Thanks babe”

“My turn!” H4nk and H1nk speak, when you turn to face them they’re in a military stance, awaiting your response.

“C’mere” you can be a lot more free getting the snow out these guys’ hair since they’re basically perfect, no amount of wind or snow could mess it up. H1nks hair had already sucked up all the moisture so any snowflakes left were all on his hoodie. Which you dusted off easily.

“Wait, I wanna hug too!” H4nk slumps his body on you, grumbling as he squishes you against the car door.

A beep startles both you guys

“Can you guys hurry up already! We need to snowboard!” H2nk sat in the passenger seat, beeping the horn obnoxiously. You all gained a couple of eyes and passing glances, which made your anxiety spike a little. You whip around to enter the car as quickly as possible in order to stop him from making more noise.

“Okay okay we’re in, stop that!” You grab H2nk’s arm, slapping it a little for being annoying. You place the bag you had right in front of you, holding it steady with your legs. Everyone straps up, H1nk being isolated in the back while H3nk and H4nk smoosh you between seats. H2nk sat up front typing away at his phone. His attitude shifted just enough for everyone else to notice, though no one’s saying anything you assume it’s no big deal.

H5nk pulls out smoothly, being careful to keep aware of his surroundings. The drive wasn’t that long, a slow 20 minutes due to some traffic but other than that the resort wasn’t far away. It was still early morning, soon bleeding into the afternoon so you guys had plenty of time to do what you wanted. You haven’t even begun to explore more of what the resort has. You managed to find a family friendly hot spring, unfortunately for you it was a pretty long drive, 40 minutes. It wasn’t ideal, but it didn’t hurt to try.

“Uh boys, she’s asking us to split up again so we can make the quota for today” H2nk speaks, eyes glued to his phone. You perk up, confused as to why, the guys already filmed yesterday?

“Aw man, again?” H5nk consulted in H2nk first, soft voice piercing through before anyone else could get a word in.

“Yeah, the snowboarding videos were fine but…you know the sponsor, they want videos with all the equipment.” H2nk explained.

“Willi is saying this?” You sit up, leveraging yourself on H4nk and H3nks thighs. “Why, is it that important? I thought it was a vacation?”

“No, our agent. She works under willi but she takes care of the social and money part for us,” H1nk leans on the back of your seat.

“And less videos mean less money coming in for both the company and us,” H2nk says.

“And that means sponsors stop, well…sponsoring ,” H4nk said.

“It is a vacation…” You whisper.

“But it counts as a business trip, testing out products” H1nk says from behind you.

“I really wanted us all to hang with the homie all day today!”

H4nk takes your hand resting on his lap to wrap around his neck, squishing you closer.

“We can still do things, we have more days left,” You say, squished and barely making coherent noises.

“Yeah but,” H2nk starts, but slows his speech. There’s no doubt they love their job…but at the end of the day it’s still that, just a job. Just how you don’t mind customer service, you’d just wish you could have more free time.

“I have a solution , It could help?” You push off from H4nk, gaining everyone’s attention.

“The guy at the event, Don, invited me out,” You say.

“By yourself?” H3nk whips his head to you, an uncomfortable expression bubbling on his face.

“Well of course not, he said you guys could come too” You continue.

“Could..”

You shoot him a glare before continuing. “It’s not the end of the world, we split up, get your work done and then after we go hang” You finish off.

“What exactly is the ‘hang’” H1nk asks.

“It’s a hike trail, leading to a party” you say

Their faces reluctantly lit up, you knew they couldn’t say no to a hike. But the party part was what got them skeptical.

“What if we lose sight of you?” H3nk asks.

“It’s not that kind of party, it’s like a friend gathering, the girl at the event…I think her name was Audrey? She’s very excited to talk to you guys some more” You explain.

“Why? She a fan?” H1nk scoffs.

“No Hank, listen. Let’s talk about this more after your work is done, okay?” You notice the hotel is coming into view so you shuffle yourself upright, ready to leave the vehicle, “who’s going with who,” you unbuckle your seatbelt as H5nk drives into the valet parking. “We will see each other again tonight. I know it’s not the best, but we still have a whole week and four days left. ”

“I guess,” H2nk mumbles. .

“Let’s just go inside and change into our gear, then we’ll decide.” H5nk stops the car, turning the key and pushing his way out the car rather quickly. He hands the keys to the valet worker, and stuff his hands into his coat pockets. H2nk follows after and H4nk opens the door for both you and the others. H3nk gets out last, pushing the seat forward so H1nk could get out. H5nk leads the way with H2nk close behind him, talking about something you’re not able to make out.

H4nk stays close to you, walking behind everyone else.

“He’ll be fine” He speaks first, sensing the discomfort H2nk’s attitude caused you.

“Does this happen often?” You whisper.

He nods, stepping even closer so you two can have a sort of private conversation.

“Our content always comes first, don’t tell them I told you but-“ he leans in to cup your ear, whispering just enough for it to tickle. “We were supposed to surprise you with a trip sooner, but we had to go across seas for this mountain climbing competition.” He says, picking at his ear.

Your brows furrow as you listen.

“Over the months, our agent, Alysa, has been getting more and more demanding,” H4nk slows down while the rest continue, making you follow, “Hank says that dealing with her has become more stressful, he doesn’t even write much anymore. » He covers his mouth dramatically, as if he said something he wasn’t supposed to say.

Your hand comes up to your mouth as well, in disbelief that they’ve ended back at square one. Being mistreated by their own brand. You know for a fact none of the other hanks would’ve told you, so your grateful H4nk opened his big mouth.

“I assumed he wasn’t doing much because we’re on vacation, but at all?” You worry, after this vacation is over he’d be right back dealing with all of it. It’s not like you could do anything could you? This was their life now, not yours.

“Guys!” H5nk shouts, “let’s go bros!”

———

You sit on the couch fully geared up all except the helmet, boots and equipment still in the car. You decided to busy yourself with random videos online, but you couldn’t quite shake what H4nk explained to you. How would you bring it up to him? Part of you just wanted to fix it as soon as possible, but you won’t see each other for a couple hours at best…can you keep your mouth shut that long?

The boys decided it would be best if you were left with H3nk and H5nk. The reasoning being they were the best ones who could film content. H4nk being the most energetic out of them all helped a lot. You still cringe at the flips he did, too high for your taste.

“Were heading out, the quicker we get this done the easier,” H1nk waves you three off, pushing the other two out the door. You slump on the couch, stuffing your face in your coat.

“Are you ready?” H3nk comes closer to you, putting out a hand for you to take.

“Mmhmm.” you take it.

“You okay homie?” H5nk slides his hand on your back, soothing you. “If you're nervous you can always go back to the skis.” He comforts.

“It’s not that, I’m fine. I want to snowboard” You protest.

“Alright then, we can head down now, I'm all geared,” H5nk replied.

You follow H5nk who is slowly guiding you to the front door, ready to make your way downstairs to get the remaining of your gear. You are excited, nothing could change that, but you feel you need to talk with them about more important things. Ever since you came on this wonderful winter trip all you could think about was hanging with your best friends again. But with H5nk refusing to tell you what he’s thinking multiple times, then H2nk saying you wouldn’t see them the same just the other day, it makes you wonder. What are they hiding? Truthfully the first two things hadn’t bothered you much but things just kept adding on to the whole picture.

Were they afraid to tell you their working conditions? Real life is different from being an object, do they think they can’t just quit? Matters seem to be more complicated than they’re letting on and it’s driving you insane. Your customer service self is only so far away, it’s going to come out soon, begging to fix whatever conflict they have going on.

You all leave with easy to slip on shoes—except for H3nk who insists socks are more fun.

H3nk leads the way, holding the door for you and H5nk. H5nk slides his arm under yours, picking up your hand, swinging it gently. Even when he’s wearing gloves you can still feel his body heat, either that, or it’s just you. Another thing driving you up the wall, since when does physical contact with your best friend make you so woozy? At the gym, when he offered his food to you, the skating rink, and just yesterday when he swiped your lip with his thumb. It’s like they’ve discussed something together and completely left you out of it, thinking too hard about it might make you faint.

“Do you want to try the bunny hill again? Or go a step higher?” H3nk asks.

“I think the bunny is better, only because I’m trying a different board this time,” you respond, earning a slight squeeze from H5nk.

“Sounds like a plan,” H5nk says.

You all get on the elevator, not encountering anyone until you reach the common floors. Today was a little more packed than usual- at least not as packed as the three days you were here. Once you arrive at the van H5nk pops open the trunk, and like last time you sit down inside.

“What are we doing for dinner?” H3nk asks, grabbing your helmet and goggles while H5nk grabs your boots. H5nk kneels down so he can equip your shoes for you.

“I think the party might have food, pizza at best,” you say, making you remember you have to text him first. “Oh shit, I forgot the paper with his number,” where in the hell did you put it?

H5nk slides off your shoes, ruffling up your pants so he can equip your boots. “Did you leave it in the car?” He asks, you just shrug, unsure. He nods his head to H3nk, signaling for him to go look. If he had it his way, he would’ve hid the paper from you on purpose. But alas, the paper was stuffed inside the ornament bag.

“Here you go, gorgeous” H3nk hands you a crumpled paper and you flatten it out, slipping off your gloves so you can type on your phone screen. You proceed to text the number, texting a simple ‘hey.’ He responds rather quickly, sending back a couple messages instantly. H3nk peers over you, reading his responses.

“He sent the location and map of the trail, I’ll forward it to the group chat,” You say, doing as you said then putting your phone back in your zipped pocket. H5nk finished helping you, tapping your leg as he rolled your pants back down. He sat on the trunk to get his gear together. You were about to grab your helmet from H3nk before he lifted them out of your reach, saying he’ll do it for you. Just like H2nk.

He brushes your hair out the way, wrapping it the same way H2nk did it. Maybe it’s the alcohol catching up to you, but the way he’s maneuvering his hands are making you a little light headed. You could easily fall asleep here.

“You’re like, crazy good with your hands Hank,” You say, eyes closed as he puts the helmet on.

He pauses for a second, then slowly lifts your head to meet his eyes. He looks over to H5nk for a split second, making a face towards him. You unfortunately can’t see his expression due to his grip on you.

“Thanks homie,” He just smirked, using his hand that was holding you to cover his laugh. You darted your gaze to H5nk who was avoiding looking at you, covering his mouth as well.

“Oh, ha ha very funny,” you roll your eyes, grabbing your goggles from H3nk. Sliding them on the top of your helmet. “I didn’t mean it like that,” you laughed.

“He knows,” H5nk grabs the three boards you’ll be using, stuffing them under his arm. He pretends that they're so light but it’s almost reaching his height. H3nks was a bit shorter but yours? Yours looked like a skateboard in his hands.

“Is mine smaller for a reason?" You ask.

“Uh huh, just like your skis” H5nk says.

“How do you measure that?” You tilt your head, curious.

“Eh, it depends on body weight but mainly your height.” H5nk sets his and H3nk's board down, putting yours upright. “Here, stand up.”

You do as he says, seeing that the board comes up to your chin, practically reaching the same height as you.

“If it’s touching your chin that means it’s perfect, balancing will be easy,” He explains.

“Does it have to be my height? Why not smaller?” You question.

“It helps with control,” H3nk says. “It’s no skateboard homie.”

“You remembered all my information?” You ask, grabbing onto the board, admiring the cool hanger designs underneath.

“Oh I remember more than just your height and weight,” H3nk pokes at your side, you jump little and move out the way, and he takes it as an opportunity to sit in your spot.

“Okay, does the shape matter? Mine looks a little different, is it because of the terrain?” You question further.

“Yeah but, ugh that’s no fun to explain,” H3nk sighs, pulling his boots out. “You ask so many questions homie, hurts my fragile head”

You set your board on the side of the car and grab them out of his hands. H5nk helped you with yours so you figured it was okay to do.

“Home slice, I can do it myself,” He says, holding a firm grip on them. His eyes narrow down at yours, but you're not giving up this little fight.

“Yeah, but I can help. You can get your helmet on in the meantime,” You lift them up again, and this time he puts up no fight, reaching to grab his helmet instead. You kneel down, lifting his pants up. He left the room with only socks so you simply slid on the boots. You try to remember how you did it the first time, and how H5nk did it. You try tightening his inner lace, looking up at H3nk making sure it wasn’t too tight. He gives you a nod, moving to the lacing system on the front of the shoe.

He wiggles his foot you just laced up, making sure he was mobile. “Good job, gorgeous, now my other foot,” He lifts his other foot, waving it in your face, almost hitting you. You swat it away, giggling as you push it down.

“Ew Hank, I don’t want your feet in my face,” Your laughter echos through the parking garage making H5nk laugh a little in return. While you two finished up together, H5nk grabbed all the boards again, along with your cushion and locked the doors, closing the trunk once you two stood up again.

“I can hold my board,” you go to slide yours from H5nks grip but he digresses, moving himself away.

“I got it, I’ll give it to you once we get outside.” You silently groan, he’s too kind for his own good, it makes you queasy. He does, however, hand H3nk the turtle cushion H2nk bought for you.

“C’mere, babeski,” H3nk grabbed your waist, spinning you so your backside is facing him. He wrapped it around you, making sure it was at a comfortable position. His hands then make their way to your front side, he peers his head over your shoulders, so he can see where he’s clipping you up. Once finished he taps both sides of your waste. “There ya go home slice.”

“Thank you,” you mumble.

“Let’s get a move on,” H3nk says, placing a hand on your back, nudging you towards the exit. While you all walk out to the backside of the resort, you slip your gloves back on.

If you thought the resort was stuffed inside, outside was even worse. There were a bunch of kids running around, parents holding the hands of their toddlers and kids, and groups of people your age walking around.

“Oh my,” you whisper to yourself, scanning the horizon.

“Christmas is coming closer and closer, it seems like more families are showing up ” H5nk says, “let’s go over to the map c’mon. ” He says, moving first leaving you two to follow.

The bunny slopes were in view for you since they didn’t require much walking, and just where you were standing you could see that they were filled with parents and kids. It would be hard to freely fall without worrying about you bumping into someone. You bring your thumb to your mouth, biting at where your nail would be. A nervous habit you hadn’t gotten rid of. Sure you wouldn’t mind getting on the ski lift, it would be a cool experience just like you said last time…it’s the getting down part that freaks you out.

“Hrm, there’s a trail on the back side of the mountain, super long and I doubt there’d be anyone on it,” H5nk points to a location on the map, it was near the peak which caused your heart to beat faster. Imagine how steep it’s going to be? Your stomach churns at the thought, no way you’ll survive that, might as well call it quits now and watch movies in the room.

“I’m down for a cruise, whatcha say gorgeous?” H3nk turns to see your worried expression, you try to fix it, snatching your thumb from your teeth.

“If I’m being honest..” you start.

“You’re not sure?” H5nk finishes, and you just nod.

“It’s at the top of the mountain, I’m not sure I can handle it if it’s too high up.” You continue.

“Don’t worry bro, it’s not like the black diamond trails,” H3nk points to the symbol hovering over the trail he pointed out, the name read ‘cruising dream valley’. “It’s a green circle, meaning it’s beginner friendly, no crazy steep slopes or random rocks or anything, it’s safe,” He clarifies.

You nod your head as he’s explaining, running through various visuals of what it looks like.

“Stop thinkin,” H3nk gives you a smack on the back “you got this bro, you’re one of us!” He says hyping you up.

He’s right, you did well yesterday, today you’ll be even better!

——

You fell, you fell as soon as you touched the snow. It turns out, snowboarding is <i>not</i> as easy as it is on skis.

H5nk smoothly slides in front of you, tilting his board so he stays in one spot. He offers you both his hands and you take them by his wrist, lifting yourself up barely able to balance yourself.

“Try not to lean forward so much my bro,” H3nk says, whipping his board obnoxiously to stop himself, spraying snow in front of him.

“Right, right.” You stand once again, trying to find your balance. “Hank one also told me not to look down, when we were skating,”

“Yes exactly! It’s like riding a bike, you don’t stare at the wheel the whole time do ya?” H5nk added on.

“Remember, lean back more than you lean forward, bend your knees, and don’t forget your feet are what are controlling you,” H3nk says, scooting down the hill.

“Are you ready to try again?” H5nk says, still keeping a firm grip on your arms. You nod. Not sure you had much of a try in the first place. The ski lift was a fun ride but you were not prepared for how hard it would be to dismount with the board on.

You laugh nervously, then nod. The trial wasn’t steep like he said, so you had plenty of control over how fast you went.

“We’ll go slow for you,” He lets you go, causing you to wobble just a bit, but you gain control. You just have to constantly remind yourself of the advice he gave you. Don’t lean forward, bend your knees a little, and your feet are what controls the movement. You scoot yourself so your board can properly move, using your hands to balance yourself.

H5nk starts then H3nk follows. Leaving you to catch up to them. You slide down, this time keeping in mind not to off set your balance. It was easy at first, up until you had to make a slight curve as the trail bended which had you falling face first. Even worse, it snowed yesterday, there was still so much fresh snow.

“Uh oh! Homie down!” H5nk chuckles, shuffling himself up towards you.

You grab his hand and he uses his free hand to swipe the snow off your goggles and mask.

“Sorry, I know this isn’t fun for you,” You laugh.

“Are you kidding, I’m having a blast,” H3nk says through a hearty laugh, “reminds me of the good ol days, back at the adrenaline den!”

“Ha yeah, good times,” you set yourself up once again, holding onto H5nks hand until you could balance yourself.

It took you all about an hour to make it down the entire trail, mainly because you kept falling and slowing down. Even though you kept falling a number of times, more than on your skis. Every time you got back up, cruising down the trail got easier and easier. It was all about consistency and patience, and a whole lot of practice—practice that your body wasn’t ready for, seriously…you should’ve taken Duncan’s and Kristof's advice literally.

Once you reached the bottom, your legs automatically gave out. Finally able to rest. You were left flat on your back as H5nk and H3nk stood over you.

“You okay buddy?” H3nk chuckles as he reaches his hand out, you can’t lift your arm yet so you just huff.

“Can’t we just sit here,” you try to lift your goggles and mask to make air easier to breathe, but the gloves plus your numbed hands make it harder. “Ughhh”

“Cmon homie it’s not so bad, one more run,” H5nk tries to offer his hand instead but you’re stuck.

“Noooo, you guys have to do what I say remember,” You sigh, “I won…”

“Ah shit, you’re right,” H5nk says.

“I already forgot about that,” H3nk replies. They accept defeat and sit down next to you. Both of them remove their goggles and mask at the same time.

“Can you help me with mine,” you mumble.

Two pairs of hands come into view, one flipping up your goggles and the other pushing down your ski mask. H5nk scoots closer, taking his glove off so he can wipe any snow that got inside the mask and on your face. His thumb swiped under your eyes, flinging stray snowflakes away.

H3nk started poking your cheek, then flicking at your lips. “Aww poor baby, she’s so tired,” he teases, giggling to himself. You manage to swat him away, taking in deep breaths so you can regulate your body.

“I just- my legs just hurt” you huff.

“And you’re out of breath,” H5nk adds on, now just stroking your face. You just groan, moving your face violently to get them off you since your hands were immobilized by the freezing cold. They just laugh in return, shuffling themselves in more comfortable positions.

A few beats of silence follows until H5nk perks up again.

“What were you and Hank Four talking about when we got out of the car?” Your eyes widen a little and you sit up.

“Uhh,” you’re not sure you should be sharing seeing that H4nk himself had to slap his hand over his face to shut himself up. “I just asked him a question..”

“About what,” H3nk started to get in on the pestering, wriggling his hands under your coat in an attempt to tickle you.

“Stop- I don’t remember okay?” You swat H3nk's hands away. If you say something like ‘you can’t ask me that’ it’ll only him wonder more.

“You have your secrets too y'know," You snap back.

“Like what?” H5nk says, placing a hand on his chest as if it offended him.

“You wouldn’t tell me what was on your mind at the skating rink,” you cross your arms, pretending to be offended.

“Well, it was you. Now what did Hank tell you bro?” He smirks, seeing as he just got a one up on you.

“Ughhh, whatever” you drag your hands down your face, “don’t I get a pass? Since I won?” You plead.

“Nuh uh,” H3nk chimes in. “You gotta tell us.” he pokes at your sides again, god damn this dude was obsessed with touching you.

“Fine fine,” you push him away once more and sigh. “I was just worried about Hank Two, so I asked if he goes through this often..”

“Go through what?” H3nk tilts his head.

“Constantly being asked to make content last minute, missing out on plans because of work, y’know,” you explain.

“Ah, I see,” He smiles, “it’s nice that you're thinking about us, are you worried we’re in another red bowl situation?” H5nk asks.

“Yeah…” you shuffle your legs up to your chest , holding them in place with your arms.

“We’re good, Hank Two just cares a <i>lot</i> about spending time with you, I’m sure bros giving the other two a hard time,” He reaches over to H5nk nudging him so he can agree.

“Yeah we’re fine, trust, with the help of boss babe we got this,” H5nk says, ‘boss babe’ referring to willi.

“But what’s stopping you guys from doing what you want? Your actual dreams?” You ask.

“Money matters most so…” H3nk chimed.

“Yeah but, don’t you guys have enough already?” You question.

“We’re almost to our goal yeah, still have a long way to go though.” H5nk says.

“Okay…that’s good, I just don’t want you guys to give up on what you really want,” you say.

“Never that,” H3nk chuckles, “I’m studying my ass off.”

“So am I,” H5nk adds “I had no clue babies needed so many things so early in life.” He sighs, leaning his head back. You laugh, mostly relieved that your boys are still going strong on their life goals.

“Are you all rested up?” H5nk asks.

“Yeah, yeah, let’s do another run,” You say, using H5nk and H5nk as leverage to push yourself up.

——

The second time going down was smoother than the first, this time only taking about fourty-five minutes and you fell significantly less times. You bruised your ass about two times less than the first run, which was a win in The Hanks book.

Somehow The two Hanks convinced you to go down once more, saying it would be fun. Which it was, again, you just kept getting better. The only problem was your body couldn’t keep up. This time it was a cool fifty-four minutes, slowly diminishing in energy.

You sat in the same spot the first run, huffing and puffing as you felt your legs burn.

“I think I’m ready to go inside,” you sighed.

“I agree,” H5nk pushed himself up first then offered you a hand.

“You deserve a nice cup of hot cocoa after all that,” H3nk stands as you get pulled up and he gives you a pat on the back. “You’re doing so good, imagine how you’ll be doing after the trip ends.” He shoots you a smirk and you can’t help but smile back. You’re definitely having the time of your life, and so grateful you could even attempt something like this.

“Heh, I hope I’ll be able to do at least one flip before we leave,” You joke.

“Don’t get your hopes too high homie!” H3nk and H5nk laugh together, hitting each other's sides.

It wasn’t that funny…

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