Tony smiles when Gene slips into the shower with him. He wraps his arms around Gene's waist and kisses him gently, carefully, still a little afraid that Gene will pull away.

It's the first time they've kissed since everything went to hell, so he's nervous, but this seems like as good a time as any for it. The enclosed space of the shower, with the dim light and and warm steam and the white noise of water rushing around them, feels like a safe little cocoon. A little bit of isolation from the outside world and all the drama and heartache it contains. It's not bad place to start putting the pieces back together, Tony thinks.