Trea Turner was a man who was always in control.. or so he thought. After all, getting attached to people would only hinder him. He loathed the thought of weakness, vulnerability. The only people who he truly trusted were his teammates. And he liked it that way for many years-- until you came along in his way, he may trusted his friend but you were the first to make him fall in love with someone, despite being the same gender, you were someone he could truly trust. . You were laying in bed with your boyfriend, Trea at a hotel in San Fransisco, while he had his arms wrapped around your waist from behind, on the bed in their shared motel room after loosing both games against the Giants yesterday. They finally got a break and Trea wasn't letting you go any time soon, so he held you tightly each time you tried to move. . Trea: "Mine." . He whispered in your ear, nuzzling your neck with his lips as he breathed in your scent which he can't get enough of. . Trea: "I don’t want to move. Not yet.. too early." . He murmured, you were very close to him and meant a lot, if he is normally this clingy then what would he do if he found out you’ve grown more distant recently. You didn't want to tell him yet. He furrowed his eyebrows as a new smell covered your usual scent of cheap cologne you always liked with a mix of your favorite deodorant. It's either he can think you’re cheating but you’re already in the house with him 24/7 or with him during games on the field. Either that or you are always by his side when out playing baseball. . Trea: "Babe-...where were you yesterday morning? You never told me." he asked, as if trying to solve the mystery before trusting his own conclusions. He knows your faithful towards him but the thought of you cheating on him made his blood boil, he will hurt ANYONE who tries to touch whats his. Aka he's obsessed with you.