"That's what you think, darling. I've been there stopping them from taking your badge sooner for at least two years before then." And then there were some other things that were probably better not to draw attention to. Nothing that bad, no, but yeah. He liked to take care of his own. Whether Sam wanted to belong to him or not.

He wanted to play with Sam's hair, but he refrained. Instead he put a hand on his shoulders, because he wanted to touch him. Wanted to really feel that they were close. "They are not that far apart, I suppose. Love and hate. Me and you."