"I am not needy." Tony sniffs, arm draping around Bruce's shoulders. "I'm affectionate with people I trust, that's all."

It's a short fucking list as of late, shorter than it's been in awhile but- Bruce has always been on it. Since day one he's had no reservations, no fear, no hesitation in pulling the other man in close once he was sure Bruce wasn't put off by it. "You're touch starved. There's a difference between that and needy, buddy."

Details. A lot of them. "I mean, you could bring her over and talk. That is a thing people do, right?"