For fraction of a second panic gripped him. As soon as Steve moved he thought for sure the man was going to get up and leave. Without any conscious knowledge of it, TJ tightened his arm minutely around Steve and his brows furrowed deeply. But when the warmth of the body beside him didn't dissipate, TJ's eyes opened slowly, curiously, staring back at Steve with something akin to wonder in them.

The lazy ease of laying in bed vanished and TJ found his heart racing again. He chewed his lower lip and canted his head against the brush of Steve's fingers. Some part of him knew they'd both be better off with out this, without the constant tug and pull of wanting more and being too reticent to give any more. He loosened his arm around Steve and settled a hand on his hip.

Steve was right. This was enough. Whatever it was he did, whatever he was out there in the world, when he came to TJ, he was just Steve and that was enough. The mystery of him is part of what TJ found so appealing in him. If he learnt more, it wouldn't be the same. After a short moment, which felt much longer to TJ, he nodded in agreement.

"It's enough." Silence followed and TJ lifted a hand to take Steve's, twining his fingers between the other man's. "That's why I ask you to stay. It's okay if you can't. Really." And this time, he actually meant it.