"Definitely adorable, all incensed about such imaginary insult," he said, chuckling. "Why not, TJ? I was doing something for you, something to make the transition better. If I was going to invest time and money, I'd do something that would make you happy and not some half-assed attempt. I also got lucky that this guy was moving and needed to get rid of the piano. We couldn't have been able to afford a Steinway otherwise." He brushed TJ's hair, smiling. "I wasn't staling you and you had more than a rough night at Disney. I was making sure you were all right. Even those nightly directions about the dresser and the window and escape routes gave you something else to concentrate on, even if it was how insane you thought I was. I saw your face when I told you to move the dresser. I was so unimportant that you didn't even bother to mask what you thought," he said, laughing.
"It's a good thing that I don't take it personally, just like I know that you wouldn't have cared about anyone there, me included, or your bodyguards, but let's make a bet. When we go home, ask you parents, and then tell me if their detail had families," he asked, before nodding. "As long as Doug worries, I can't be disposable."
Travis sighed. "Sure? Oh God, no. I don't have to tell you how stupid this is, but yes, I want to protect you this much." He rested his hand on TJ's cheek. "The bullets are normal, it's my job. The diseases... You're smart enough to know who to avoid. I guess I'm afraid if you get drunk or high, then your judgment will be impaired, and no, I'm not thinking that you will get drunk or high, but I have to consider the worse. The last-" His hand moved down TJ's shoulder and arm, holding him again. "I can't let anyone use you like that, to be some sort of trophy, and you shouldn't let them. This isn't some moral bullshit. I'm the king of casual sex, but it's sex for pleasure, no ulterior motives, two adults wanting to enjoy themselves. You- You shouldn't be a trophy, whether because of your name or because you're better than the people at the club." He inched an arm under TJ to wrap both his arms around him. "I don't want you at a distance. I want to kiss you and touch you and fuck you and I want to see you smile and laugh like you never do unless it's just us, and this is very fucked up, I know, but it doesn't change what I want."