Elliot looked at TJ and he felt a creeping discomfort at the expression on his face. It wasn't that he knew what all the pieces of it were but it formed something uncomfortable to him. He looked away, taking a drag off the cigarette, flicking the ashes in the tray carelessly.

"There isn't anyone but you. I don't want anybody but you," Elliot replied, exhaling. "The last time I wanted someone like that I was telling everybody else first but I'm telling you. I want us to be together, like... official. Don't want you with nobody else," he exhaled after he said it. It felt like such a big thing to ask and even with what TJ had said he didn't know if it was fair to ask it of him.