"I know," Michael admits, because he does. If there's one thing he knows with absolute certainty, it's that Johnny loves him. "I love you too. I'm sorry for complaining so much, but I just..." He sighs. "I hate subjecting myself to her criticism and hatred. I hate that I just walk right it and let her say those horrible things about us, and half of them are in a language I don't even speak! And the fear, the fear is so familiar that I--" He shakes his head, burrowing into Johnny. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't make you listen to me."