Tony didn't understand how Gladio could handle his issues when they kept nearly drowning the man of iron. He was fighting to be as okay as he appeared not to fool his roommate but because he really wanted to be okay. Fake it till you make it? He was a mess and always had been. The few moments like this were when he succeeded in figuring out how to break through enough of his own mental obstacles to be real.
There was more to that jealousy. There had been suspicion of Tony's actions and constant reaffirming their commitment. There had been pressure from the start to barrel forward with the relationship at breakneck speed despite Tony voicing concerns he wasn't ready. There was a reason he'd reacted so strongly to the emotional manipulation he'd recognized in Era.
In light of all that, he was still here trying on some level to connect with Gladio.
Tony frowned sadly, knowing exactly what his friend was saying. He slipped his hand in a larger one and gently brought Gladio's knuckles to his lips. "I wish there was a way I could bring them back to you." If he could trade his place for even one of theirs so Gladio could have his dream back, he'd do it in a heartbeat.
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There was more to that jealousy. There had been suspicion of Tony's actions and constant reaffirming their commitment. There had been pressure from the start to barrel forward with the relationship at breakneck speed despite Tony voicing concerns he wasn't ready. There was a reason he'd reacted so strongly to the emotional manipulation he'd recognized in Era.
In light of all that, he was still here trying on some level to connect with Gladio.
Tony frowned sadly, knowing exactly what his friend was saying. He slipped his hand in a larger one and gently brought Gladio's knuckles to his lips. "I wish there was a way I could bring them back to you." If he could trade his place for even one of theirs so Gladio could have his dream back, he'd do it in a heartbeat.