Re: Travis/TJ
"You would be biased," Travis answered with a chuckle. "I'm not as good as you think, but I'm not easily put off." He ran his fingers through TJ's hair, something that TJ had resisted at the beginning. "I'm persistent; that's all."
Months ago they'd have had this discussion with clothes on and a lot more tension between them. Now, they could touch each other and trust each other to understand each other even when the words weren't used exactly the same way. "I didn't expect you to go a personality transplant. If I had, I'd be fucking someone else. You are who you are, good and bad, and your upbringing won't be erased in a few months, but you're trying, because this is the situation we're in, and you are making me proud." Travis chuckled. "I know you didn't hate the amusement park, because you barely had the time to hate it, and then we were going to that insane restaurant. I did have fun. I got to spend time with you, I watched you smile through the day. We celebrated your birthday and you can't not like Christmas. You know something else? You'd totally love Disney with me. I mean, come on, how can you not like Disney? If we ever get the chance, we have to go. Just us, or maybe with Doug, and then you can tell me if you like Disney or not." He grinned. "I'll even win you a bit bear, or maybe a big Mickey Mouse."
For an instant words were overrated, because TJ was kissing him and Travis relaxed against his body, while his hands moved over a body that was much more toned than a few months ago. "You're not the only one with that problem. I... I don't think it would have been so easy if we hadn't been there, if there hadn't been a cover. Easier to admit it.... actually no, it was easier to open up because the cover blended with who I am. For the record, the was the worse undercover job I've ever done. I'm so much better than that normally." He peppered TJ"s jaw with kisses. "Possibilities are better than before, but I won't laugh. I promise." He might tease a little, but that was his right as the boyfriend.
Travis stared back, sighing. "I wasn't planning on getting shot, but you know it's my job. Bodyguard or not, it's what I do, but hopefully, it's never going to be an issue." He smiled, as they switched subject. "I don't count the brownie incident, because you didn't try to get high. It's a great achievement, babe, and it's not because of me. I might have helped, but you did. I told you, I'm not naive enough to think that I can make you stop unless I lock you up. I didn't, and I never took your drugs away, even though I wasn't sure if it was the right choice at the start. You've had the chance, you've gotten close, bu you've stopped yourself. You, no me. This is exactly why I think you're a much better man than you give yourself credit for." He ran his thumb under the bracelet, staring at it before raising his eyes again. "You were clean for six months with Sean. Let's celebrate the seventh month; let's celebrate you reaching this milestone for yourself. I know you can get there. I'd say I'll take you to Disney but then you might sabotage yourself just to avoid Disneyland," he finished, chuckling, and trying to lighten up the mood, although TJ might not even share it. Travis knew that his reaction to comparing this to TJ's life with Sean was irrational at best.