Troy Bolton (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} t_bolton) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} omega_reality, |
"Merely bored," he answered, grinned.
"I guess that sucks. Even when he was being a dick, my dad was there. There might have been moments when I didn't want him to be." He thought for a moment. "I don't know. I never had a choice in a way. I had a basketball in my hands since I was a baby. If you sat with my parents and they showed you my baby albums and videos, there's always a ball or a hoop. I went to games when my father's teams played. It was all that I knew. The play surprised me. I never thought it was something I'd want to do, not when I had games to train for. It doesn't really matter. I'm no NBA material, and now, ESPN is gone too." He looked at Sean. "There was always the thrill, you know? On the court, on a stage, in front of a camera, fucking TV, asking you questions live, making sure that you're on top and don't fuck up. It's great, and I miss that. I think that's why I could go from basketball to musical, because it wasn't what I was doing, but the thrill of knowing that I had to be the best, that people were watching."
Troy chuckled. "Of course you are. I wouldn't date someone ugly. I have a reputation to maintain, and just look at me? Anyone not gorgeous would feel threatened and insecure. It'd never work."
He snorted. "God, Sean, you don't even remember the teams that are playing. I'm surprised you even remember which sport we're watching at any given time of the year. Tell me you know that spring training is starting. You should know at least that, not as my boyfriend, but as an American."
Rolling his eyes, he backended Sean's stomach lightly. "You let me know when you get that control. I'll be waiting."
Troy looked at him with a wicked smile on his face. "So who do you think about when you jerk off? But no, I've never thought about your dad, if that makes you feel better." He shook his head. "I know it. You would not have let me do it in public." Which was exactly why Troy had pushed in public. They were never going to go there with Nell and Alexis sitting on the other side of the couch. "So, anything else I should know, other than you're totally whipped by my good looks?"