If only he knew Tony hated this also.

It was like the only time he could fully and truly be free was during sex. It was then that he could stop pretending he wasn't crazy for Gladio and could let a word or two slip in passion that he wouldn't be allowed with anywhere else. It'd be just like the first time they'd slept together when he'd felt the strength of their connection and Gladio hadn't thought it had meant anything at all. It had broken his heart to know he'd gotten that good at hiding it.

He was white knuckling it, like watching someone you were madly in love with marry a best friend. You might be super happy for them, but a part of your heart would be dying. All the while, he also had to believe Gladio either didn't know or was being kind to not shoot him down.

The bar. That was where he could put all his energy and created something positive that had nothing to do with their drama. At least, unless they were in a room together trying not to talk about sex.

He flashed Gladio an apologetic smile. "Right." He knew what he really did want though. "Guess, I just have you on the brain today. Sorry."