#yes im writing songfic in the year of our lord 2024 what about it?

[detroit-become-dyke]

Welcome to the most self-indulgent fic I've ever written: high Connor having an existential crisis about the idea of Hank dying. Mind the triggers.

"Stop smoking," Connor has begged Hank on more than one occasion. There’s a part that always goes unsaid: "I love you, and I don’t want you to die."

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A songfic for "High to Death" by Car Seat Headrest. Listen here.

TW: drug use, altered state of mind, existential crisis, fear of death