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gilbert shuffled awake and looked at him.

"stop the sappy shit and head to bed, dork." he said and rested his head on tony's chest, letting tony kiss his forehead.

"it's true."

"i know it is." he looked up and gave a soft smile. "i just don't know how you can fix me."

tony raised and eyebrow and shuffled under the blankets. "well why is that?"

he knew what he was going to say. he knew exactly what he's fuckimg up. if he said it

"you don't have yourself fixed."

tony let a heave cone through as sharp air hurt his lungs. "well.."

"well am i wrong?" gilbert blinked.

"no." tony looked down. melancholy flew through his heart as gilbert nuzzled up to his body, his arms free.

"you don't need to fix me."

"than what do i do?"

"love me. stay."