[ A part of Derek knew that would be Kavinsky's answer, but it still sends a possessive, electric shock down his spine all the same. He tries not to grin, but when Derek wants to grin, he's never been good at hiding it. He drags the tip of his tongue back from his bottom lip, and answers just soft enough for the video feed to pick him up. ]

You and I aren't distant anymore. We're close. Friends, even.

[ He swallows, mouth dry when he hears Kavinsky moan. He's stopped at a light just long enough to really fucking take this in, and there's a headier quality to his voice once he's driving again. ]

I know who you are, Joey. You're someone I want to take care of. Someone whose life I want to make better. Just like I want you to know, right down to the core of you, that you'll be mine for as long as you want to be.