"You're so lucky you picked the Hammond who doesn't like arguing," TJ teased. "You can say more than two words and I'll still not want to argue more often." Sliding his hands further up Travis back, TJ tilted his head the scant amount required to kiss his lover for several moments. "I like the way you call me 'babe'," he said softly. "More importantly, I'm here with you, too." He might be self-centered, but he was keenly aware of the fact Travis shared his insecurities in some measure. Different form. But, similar needs.
He laughed when Travis started listing the ways in which he'd changed. "And that would be the reason I said other times I hardly recognize myself. I'm still not a fan of people knowing my business, you know. I like my privacy. I've spent enough of my lifetime with everything game for public consumption. But, I also kind of like having everyone know that whlie I may not deserve you, I'm lucky enough to be with you anyway. I told you. I don't want to hide you." Smirking, he shifted his hips just a little, rolling them against Travis'. "Anything more than practically having sex, however, is not something for public consumption. I might have to get jealous if anyone else saw you like that."
Eyebrows drawing down into a scowl, TJ sighed. "At least we both agree I'm an idiot," he grumbled. "I still wish I could see the man you do. I listen to you and that's the man I want to be, that man who's good enough for you. But, I look in the mirror and I still don't see him. And I'm hurting Doug in the process of trying to find him."
Of course TJ hadn't thought to take anything with him but the jacket and the pack of cigarettes, his lighter. Biting his lip, he tried not to laugh. "What you don't ask, you won't have to worry too much over. And, yes, I know, I need to start thinking about these things." But, he grew serious as they kept talking about Savannah. "I'm not making fun of it, Travis. Not intentionally, at least. And the fact they were there for you improves my opinion of them a little. But, as you said, I have my family here, fucked up as it can be at times. It's enough trying to make things work with them and I care about them. I've had enough people attach themselves to me in my life because of who I am or who I have connections to. I don't need some annoying girl who got offended because I said I don't like kids or faerietales and hated Disney World, but who thinks it's perfectly fine to make fun of me for trying to be proper and polite when refusing to play for their club, deciding we're family."
Removing one hand from the warmth of Travis' back, TJ reached up brush his fingers along his lover's jaw. "If you consider her family to be family, that's something entirely different. If, as she says, both of you being in LAPD really makes you family to each other, then I'll deal with it the same why you're going to have to deal with my family because we're together. But, until now, I haven't had the impression you felt that way, especially not after what you've said about not even being friends, just respecting Deeks. If I'm wrong, tell me. People who you consider family are different from some random girl deciding I need to be adopted because it suits her version of the world."