@ceriseflame ( clay ) || starter call !
   There was an amused smile on his face, faint but perfectly recognizable.  Clay thought he was following him again, keeping an eye on him again.  And, hell, maybe he was.  Maybe it hadnât started out that way, but with the sight of him, Tony couldnât help but check.  Make sure he was okay. Â
He wasnât okay. Â It would be a long time before he was okay again. Â Baby steps.
âBelieve it or not, Clay, not everything I do revolves around you,â he quipped harmlessly.  Just almost everything.  Thatâs what it felt like lately, at the very least.















