[TJ glances up when the door opens and how'd this guy get so damn big. Drank all his milk as kid or something. He exhales, breath a hazy white cloud as he straightens up and steps forward. And keeps stepping forward until he's right in front of Steve. There. Now he can see how much of height difference they have. Nothing really, but he does not have anything on the guy in the muscle department.
But it's not his practically perfect body that has TJs nerves shooting sky high. It's the charming smile. Great. He's probably a doofus inside that beefcake exterior. Kryptonite to all the TJ Hammond's in the world.]
Hi.
[He sticks his hand out into the small space between them.]
TJ. [A slight, thoughtful pause.] You look amazing, by the way.
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But it's not his practically perfect body that has TJs nerves shooting sky high. It's the charming smile. Great. He's probably a doofus inside that beefcake exterior. Kryptonite to all the TJ Hammond's in the world.]
Hi.
[He sticks his hand out into the small space between them.]
TJ. [A slight, thoughtful pause.] You look amazing, by the way.