"I want you to be able to have the things you want," Adam explained. He did his best to keep his hand still, though his heart was thudding in his chest as Alec gently and attentively painted his nails. It felt thunderous, and Adam didn't know how Alec couldn't hear it. "I'm willing to fight for that."

Reddening, Adam cleared his throat awkwardly. "People other than you." He'd already fought Alec over it, and that hadn't gone well at all.

"I've got a temper," he added, though that also seemed like it was probably self-evident at this point.