When I get released out of hospital we do exactly as Tony suggested and he picks me up and we stop by my apartment where he helps me get some clothes and personal stuff packed, then we drive to his house.

When he parks in his driveway I slowly try to scramble out of the car, fiddling with my crutches as I still haven't figured out how to use them correctly when Tony simply unbuckles my belt and lifts me up bridal style. I wiggle my legs a bit and complain. "I could have done this myself you know that."

He chuckles before he answers. "Yeah, definitely. But apart from the fact that I don't believe you, I just had to do this, it is just so cheesy."
He opens the door with a bit of difficulty, having to bend down with me in his arms. And then he carries me over the threshold.

"Just sit down here and I go and get your stuff." With that he places me on the living room couch and dashes out again to the car.

I take a look around, his house is actually very nice, the sun shines through the white French doors that open up to a porch and the living room has comfy chairs and the couch grouped around a coffee table with a huge tv mounted to the wall on the side.

A couple of his guitars are standing beside a fire place which you hardly ever use in sunny Southern California but still I imagine it would be cosy to snuggle together in front of the fire on cold winter nights.

Apart from that the room seems a bit impersonal, probably because Tony isn't home a lot. There is an open kitchen on the other side and a hallway that divides the two areas and probably leads to the downstairs rooms and the stairs to the upper level.

Tony returns packed with my stuff and walks past me to the back of the house, I can hear him open a door and get up to follow him, when he reappears looking at me with a frown. "Hey, you should have waited for me to help you get up, I can carry you if you want to."

"Stop that Tony, I will have to learn to do this by myself, just take my arm and steady me a bit, then you can show me my room."
It is a nice little room with windows out to the back deck and the backyard that is wild and overgrown and I make a mental note to try and clear it up and plant flowers when I get better and stronger.

"Thank you Tony that is lovely" I say turning towards him.

"No need to thank me, this is your house now as well and it feels weird to not have you move into our bedroom upstairs, but it will only be for a short while, now come to the kitchen and I make us something to eat." He looks at me worried. "You have lost so much weight, Babe."

"Good!" I reply because, you guessed it, I am not comfortable with how I look.

"No! Not good! I don't want you to loose your curves. You have gotten way to skinny." He holds me in an embrace but is still so careful not to squeeze me too hard.

"I could say the same to you, Tony. You look like a stick. I bet you haven't eaten properly the whole time I was in hospital and by the way, I am not made of glass. I can take a hug, in fact I am missing a hug." With that I am throwing my arms around his waist and pull myself close to him.

"Oh Baby," is all he says as he hugs me back resting his head on top of mine. I listen to his steady heartbeat and only reluctantly let him go as he turns us to walk back to the kitchen where he sets me on one of the stools at the breakfast bar.

"You can cook?" I ask surprised as I see him handling the kitchen tools confidently. He turns around from the stove and smiles at me. "Yeah, is that so strange?"

"No, but I better tell you straight away, I can't cook for shit, so it will be you on the stove and me doing the dishes."

He chuckles. "That's okay, Gi. And maybe I can teach you something?" He turns back to the pot and I sneak up behind him snaking my arms round his waist and under his shirt to feel his abs. Urgh, he is just too much, how can one man be so perfect? I stroke his stomach and let my hands wander upwards making him squirm under my touch.

"Stop that. Gi, you are distracting me, I'm going to cut my fingers if you continue and I tell you straight away we will have no sex until you are considerably recovered.

"I have recovered, Tony."

"No! You are still too weak. I am not discussing this. Now sit down and let us eat." He pulls my hands from under his shirt and gives me a small kiss on the nose to which I pout. He ignores it and pushes me to my seat placing a bowl of deliciously smelling soup with noodles and veggies in front of me.
He sits beside me with his bowl but waits for me to start eating. "Mhm, Tony, that is really good!" I obviously sound too surprised because he just chuckles and starts eating.
I can only finish half of my portion but Tony bribes me with a kiss for every additional spoonful so I eventually finish my whole bowl.

I start to yawn when I put the dishes into the washer and Tony immediately picks me up stating. "So that's enough for today, it's been a lot for you and I think you need a rest. He starts to carry me to my room and I don't even complain because I am really worn out although it's only 6pm.

I use the bathroom and brush my teeth and when I return Tony sits on my bed waiting for me. I get all self conscious. "Uh, uhm, could you maybe help me get into my pyjamas, Tony? It's still difficult to bend down." He grins and holds up my PJ's that he had already picked out for me.

When I'm changed he tucks me into bed and after giving me a goodnight kiss he wants to leave. I get all scared thinking about being in this room on my own and call him back. "Tony, could you please stay and cuddle a bit, maybe?" I ask with a small voice.

He stops at the door and turns to me. "What is it, Gi?"

I make up an excuse. "It's because this house is all new to me and I'm a bit nervous." My hands fiddle with the blankets and I look down ashamed.

He comes back and sits on the bed lifting my head and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. "Maybe it wasn't a good idea to put you in the guest room. I carry you up to the bedroom and we can cuddle, okay?"

I smile and nod as he lifts me up and I put my arms around his neck and rest my head onto his chest as he carries me up the stairs and into his bedroom.

When he puts me down on the bed he points a finger at me."but no sex! Is that clear." I giggle as my eyes are getting heavy and when Tony finally gets into bed beside me I am half asleep already.

"I love you, Gi" is the last thing I hear him whispering in my ear.

Notes

Thank you so much for all your comments, I didn't write for some days because I wasn't sure how to continue this story, I sorted this out now but that's why I'm only one chapter ahead of you guys, so my updates may take longer although I try to update every day because I myself hate having to wait for a new chapter of my fave fic. So I know how you feel. ;)))