Dio wasn't sure what the feeling was. He felt somehow lesser to Jojo than what the other man was to him, though he'd no idea why.

Everyone told him that he was so lucky to have Jonathan, and he was certainly, however, as he lay on the bed, his own eyes averted, he felt how large the distance was between them. Maybe Dio was being unreasonable, but Jonathan meant so much to him, and it felt like... Jonathan was only with him because he was familiar to him. Safe, relatively.

"Jonathan... I don't..."

A deep breath. This was hard to understand. "I don't think you love me as a lover at all. I'm just... as messed up as it sounds... I'm just your brother to you."