“Shit!”

I laughed as I watched Tony jump away from the sink as the water splashed up around him. He turned to give me a playful glare before he turned back around and continued washing the pan that was in his hands. I was sitting on the counter by the stove, kicking my feet back and forth before he handed me the wet pan and I grabbed the towel by my leg and dried it off before I set it down on the stove. Tony moved over to the fridge and pulled out the carton of eggs and the gallon of milk and I decided to be helpful and jumped down off the counter and went over to the pantry.

“Scrambled or over easy?” I heard him say as I dug around.

“Scrambled please,” I said as I pulled the box of pancake mix down from the shelf.

I turned back around and saw Tony cracking the eggs into a bowl and I couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that we were making breakfast for dinner – though after spending nearly ten minutes debating back and forth between pizza and spaghetti, breakfast was the only thing that we both agreed on. I started mixing the batter together, Tony and I moving around the other in silent comfort. It wasn’t hard to figure out that we had done this quite a few times and we both knew how to maneuver around the other without causing a mess or spill and the silence between was nice, not awkward or anything and I was pretty sure nothing could have taken away the smile on my face.

I finished up the batter just as Tony poured the eggs onto the already hot pan. He grabbed a spoon and I grabbed another pan, that he had cleaned, out of the sink and brought it over to the other side of the stove. My arm brushed against Tony’s as I set the pan down and I was just about to light the flame when he suddenly grabbed me and gently pushed me away.

“Oh, no, no, no, that’s as far as you get to help with dinner,” he said with a small laugh.

“What? Why?” I asked with a pout of my lips.

He grinned and poked my cheek with his finger. “The last time I let you make pancakes, not only did you burn the hell out of them but you left the towel too close to the stove and almost burned the kitchen down,” he explained with a chuckle.

“Hmp,” I grunted and crossed my arms across my chest. “So what am I supposed to do then?”

He smiled and turned back to the stove. “Sit there and be pretty.” He said simply and stirred the eggs.

I blushed and rolled my eyes but made my way back over to the counter and pulled myself up like I had been sitting before. I started kicking my feet again and watched as he cooked the eggs and pancakes, alternating back and forth. He would occasionally look up at me and either give me a small smile, or a full out grin and then turn his attention back to the stove. I glanced down and saw the wet spot that was still on his shirt from when he had attempted to do dishes.

“Your shirt is still soaked,” I commented with a small laugh.

He looked down and shrugged before he stepped away from the stove and pulled his shirt above his head. He laughed and threw it at me and I blushed hard as he went back to the stove and started cooking again, as if him being shirtless was no big deal and I had to remind myself that it probably wasn’t. I, however, couldn’t remember too much about that and I swallowed loudly – though thankfully Tony didn’t hear – as I looked him over. I could recall from my flashbacks, and from what I had observed the past few days, that Tony had quite a few tattoos but I didn’t realize he was practically covered.

My eyes roamed his naked torso, taking in all the colorful designs. I found myself getting lost in him, as he continued making me dinner. I noticed things that I hadn’t noticed before like how his dermal piercing glistened in the light as he moved about and I couldn’t help but glance at his lips and I bit my own lip as I thought about how many times those lips had touched me and I noticed two small holes below his lower lip, obviously hinting that he used to have more piercings. I looked back up at his eyes again, his big brown eyes that I had had countless dreams about before I even remembered him and I smiled.

“Are you checking me out?” he asked then, a smug smirk on his lips though he kept his focus on the stove.

“No,” I muttered lamely and blushed, fiddling with his shirt that he had thrown at me.

He laughed. “It’s okay. Go ahead, I don’t mind. Besides, it’s all yours anyway.”

I laughed as I felt my cheeks burn at his statement. “Tell me another story,” I said then, hoping to change the subject.

He smiled and seemed to think before he spoke. “This one time, you got into a fight at a bar with another girl. It was over me,” he said, another smug smirk on his lips.

“I did not!” I gasped with a small laugh.

“Oh you did, it was actually pretty sexy, you kicked her ass.” He laughed and I giggled, covering my face with my hands.

He laughed again before he looked over at me, the cooking seeming to be forgotten as he stared at me. I watched from behind my hands as his eyes seemed to roam over me, much like I had been doing to him only moments before and I smiled as I lowered my hands.

“Are you checking me out?” I teased, repeating his words back to him.

He grinned and looked away, shutting off the stove. “Food’s done,” he said, ignoring my question and I rolled my eyes playfully as I jumped off the counter.

I stole another peek at him, this time checking out his back as he reached up to grab two plates out of the cabinet. When he turned back around, the look he gave me made me think that he knew exactly what I had been doing. I smiled to him as he handed me a plate and the both of us made our plates before we headed toward the living room and I recognized the couch and set up from my various flashbacks. Tony set his plate down on the small table on the side of the couch before he made his way toward the television and turned on the DVD player.

“You still want to watch Star Wars? We can watch something else.” he said, picking up the familiar case.

I smiled. “We can watch Star Wars; I don’t mind.” I answered with a shrug.

He grinned and snapped the DVD out of its case before he slid it in the waiting player. I sat down on the couch and Tony grabbed the remote before picking up his plate again and taking a seat next to me. He started the movie and I couldn’t help but smile when I realized I, unfortunately, remembered it. We ate our food in silence as the movie played and once I was finished, I stood up and grabbed the small blanket over on the other couch and brought it back to the couch before I sat down, this time so close to Tony that I actually bumped into him as I swung the blanket over us.

He chuckled and adjusted himself so that he could swing his arm up around me and he pulled me closer and despite the butterflies in my stomach I smiled.

“Is this okay?” Tony asked quietly as he squeezed me tightly against him.

“Yes,” I whispered and snuggled closed into him, letting my head rest against his chest.

I wasn’t going to admit that a teeny part of me felt slightly awkward being so close to him but I knew that this was how we usually watched movies together and I was doing what Sam had suggested, I was pushing myself. I brought my other arm up and wrapped it around his chest and he let out a content sigh.

“Tony?” I said quietly, furrowing my eyebrows.

“Hmm?” he hummed, keeping his eyes on the movie.

“Are you okay?” I practically whispered.

“What do you mean?” he asked, pulling away so he could look down at me.

“It’s just, I mean, Sam told me how you, uh, you know, I just, I don’t want to cause you anymore pain than I already have,” I explained in a whispered rush.

A look of understanding flashed across his face and I knew he knew that I was referring to how he had been pushing everyone away after my accident.

He sighed. “I know you don’t remember it, but you’re my world Rori. Ever since that time I kissed you in the pool when we were fifteen, I knew I would never want anyone else the way I wanted you. I never thought of what my life would be like without you because I honestly never expected it to happen. I thought I lost you when I got to the hospital. They said you would be okay though and then when you woke up and they realized you didn’t remember, it was like I lost you all over again.”

I frowned and snuggled closer to him. I wanted so badly to apologize to him, to tell him how sorry I was for not remembering him but I knew he wouldn’t let me.

“You haven’t lost me,” I whispered and closed my eyes. “I’ve just gone on a short vacation for a little while, I’ll be back though.” I promised him.

I felt him laugh as I hugged him. He leaned down and wrapped his other arm around me, engulfing me in his hug and I felt him nuzzle his face down into my hair.

“I know Rori,” he finally said. “Until then though, please, stop beating yourself up about this. I’ll be okay, like I told you before, I have you right here, with me and that’s all that matters. The rest will come back in time.”

I breathed in his scent and I had to bite my tongue at that moment because I felt words forming that would have changed everything. I swear, in that mere moment as he held me and we were snuggled into the other, words that I had said a million times, one simple phrase that I had spoken to him every day had somehow crept its way to the surface.

I almost told him that I loved him.

Tony kissed the top of my head and then he sighed and sat back into the couch, still keeping his arms around me though. We turned our attention back to the movie and it didn’t take long for me to get bored. I reached to the side of me and picked up my phone and I smiled when I heard Tony mutter something along the lines of something’s never change. I leaned back into him and I quickly went through my contacts, only to frown when I didn’t find Sam’s name. I scrolled through them again and that was when I saw the name Big Booty Judy and I suddenly remembered that that was her contact name. I grinned and then quickly changed her name back – also doing the same to Tony’s, who used to be Han Solo – deciding that right now, I didn’t need to be any more confused than I already was.

To Sam: hey. you busy?

From Sam: nope just drawing. what’s up?

To Sam: I’m nervous

From Sam: about what?

To Sam: the movie tony and I are watching is almost over.

From Sam: um, ok?

To Sam: which means we will go to bed

From Sam: ooooh! I get it now.

To Sam: yeah so what do I do?

From Sam: what do you mean?

To Sam: do I share a bed with him? I mean idk what to do!!

From Sam: dude. Calm down. Yes you share a bed with him, he is your fiancé and you guys have done it plenty of times before, even if you don’t remember

To Sam: I just feel awkward okay?! I don’t remember that much! Even cuddling together on the couch is freaking me out

From Sam: Aurora Rose. I’m using your full name because you’re being stupid. Tony is fully aware of the fact that you don’t remember that stuff. He will not try anything or force himself on you so you have nothing to worry about. Stop freaking out.

To Sam: you’re right like I said I’m just nervous I guess

From Sam: yeah, I would be too if I had to share a bed with my fiancé. That shit it scary.

To Sam: you’re a bitch, you know that?

From Sam: I am fully aware. Thank you.

To Sam: so what do I do though? I mean do I cuddle with him or like avoid him? tell me what to do!

From Sam: fuck his brains out.

I choked on air as I read Sam’s last message and I sat up as I dropped my phone in my lap.

“Are you okay?” Tony asked with concern and I turned to look at him with wide eyes.

“I’m fine,” I muttered and looked away again, picking my phone back up.

“Are you sure?” Tony asked with amusement.

“Yeah, yeah, Sam is just, a lot more than I remembered,” I said with a small laugh.

He chuckled. “Ah, I get it now,” he said and then looked back at the television.

Oh dear god, I really hope he doesn’t get it. I went back to my phone as I noticed the movie coming to a close.

To Sam: THAT IS NOT HELPFUL!!

From Sam: well shit Princess, what do you want me to say?! Lol . Rori, do what you want, do what feels RIGHT. If you want to cuddle with him, cuddle the fuck out of him and if you don’t, then don’t. and, if you suddenly want to see him naked, go for it. Rori, you two love each other even if you don’t remember it. Like I said, do what feels right, what feels normal. do what you remember. I have to go now, Mike just got home so I’ll call you tomorrow, okay? I love you Rori, stop freaking out! <3

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“Please tell me I don’t sleep naked,” I muttered as I watched Tony dig around in the dresser.

He chuckled. “No, well, not all the time.” He said with a grin and then threw me an article of clothing.

I held the large shirt out in front of me and I glanced over at him to see him looking at me with amusement.

“You liked wearing my shirts to bed,” he explained and I nodded.

“Pants?” I asked hopefully.

“Nope,” Tony said with a smirk.

“Of course not,” I sighed.

He laughed. “Rori, you know you don’t have to wear it, and you can wear pants, you just asked me what you usually wore and that’s it.”

“Then that’s what I’ll be wearing,” I muttered and I turned around as Tony laughed again.

I pulled my shirt over my head and quickly replaced it with Tony’s and once I realized that it thankfully covered my bottom half, I unzipped my shorts and tugged them down. I turned back around to see Tony digging in the dresser again and I tossed my clothes into the hamper in the closet before I made my way over to the bathroom. I pulled my hair up into a loose bun on my head before I opened the cabinet and grabbed my toothbrush and paste. I jumped when I closed the cabinet and saw Tony in the reflection of the mirror.

“Sorry,” he said with a smile and then made his way over to me.

I tried to focus on brushing my teeth as I watched Tony open the cabinet and pull out his own toothbrush but I was a little distracted with the fact that he was now just wearing a pair of boxers and nothing else. He grinned in the mirror and I looked away, making him laugh and I of course blushed. He kept making faces at me as we brushed our teeth together and I shook my head at him.

“You know, maybe this isn’t all bad,” he said with a shrug as we put our toothbrushes away.

“What?” I questioned.

“I kind of like that you get all flustered around me. It’s adorable, it reminds me of when we were kids.” He said with a grin.

“Shut up,” I grumbled and shoved him against the counter as I walked out of the bathroom.

I heard him laugh behind me and I bit my lip as I climbed into the bed. I rolled over to my side and I crawled under the covers, pulling them around me and I glanced up to see Tony coming out of the bathroom. He saw me lying in the bed and he smiled before he shut off the bathroom light and then the main bedroom light. The only light in the room now was coming from the small lamp on his side of the bed. He paused as he came toward the bed and I glanced up at him. He looked nervous as he looked down at me, pursing his lips.

“Are you sure you –“ he started to say but I cut him off.

“Get your ass in this bed Tony Perry,” I muttered and raised my eyebrows at him as I turned on my side.

He chuckled and grinned. “Yes ma’am.”

I laughed softly as he climbed into the bed and he turned around and shut off the light, surrounding us in darkness as he pulled the covers back and slipped underneath them. I was thankful for the momentary darkness because I was positive I looked like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming car as I felt his body press into mine. He shifted again, seeming to be unsure if he wanted to remain that close to me but when I scooted closer, he had his answer.

Sam’s words echoed in my head as the two of us continued to move around, uncertain with how much touching would be too much so I decided to take control and I did what felt right. I reached my hand out and pushed on Tony’s bare chest, making him lay flat on his back and I slid even closer to him. I felt his arm wrap around me and his hand rested on the small of my back as I swung my right leg up and hooked it between the open space of his own legs and I leaned up, placing my head on his chest as my hand continued to hold his chest.

“Are you okay?” I heard Tony whisper as his grip tightened around me.

“Yes,” I said with a small breathy laugh. “Are you okay?”

He chuckled. “I’m perfect.”

I bit my lip as I sighed and leaned further against his chest. The two of us were quiet and my eyes finally adjusted to the dark and I could make out a few shapes of the tattoos on his chest. I resisted the urge to run my fingers along the designs, somehow knowing that it would cause a reaction in Tony that I didn’t think I was prepared for just yet even though right now, as we cuddled in one of the most intimate ways imaginable, I didn’t feel an ounce of awkwardness. I was just about to close my eyes but something still seemed wrong, something was missing.

“Tony?” I whispered, hoping he was still awake.

“Yeah?” he answered, his voice just as low as mine.

“We didn’t say goodnight,” I murmured and I felt my cheeks warm up.

“Do you want to?” Tony asked quietly, knowing exactly what I meant.

I pulled away from him, leaning up on my elbow so I could see him. “I, uh, it feels wrong, not to.” I admitted and looked away.

“Rori,” Tony said lowly, bringing his hand up to cup my chin.

I looked back up at him as he sat up slightly, bringing his face closer to mine. Neither one of us said anything more because there were no more words left to be said. He continued to lean up and he moved his hand away from my chin, sliding it along my jawline until he placed it on the side of my cheek. I locked eyes with him, getting lost in the pool of warm brown as I instinctively began to lean down to meet him. Our lips touched and I let my eyes close as I took in the new but familiar feeling of having his lips against my own.

The kiss started out as innocent and would have been nothing more than a quick peck but as he started to pull away, something in me clicked and I brought my hands up to grip his face as I deepened the kiss, running my tongue along his bottom lip. He let out a soft, almost inaudible groan as he pulled me closer to him, his hand once again moving to tangle in my hair. Our lips danced together in an almost hungry desperation, neither of us seeming to realize just how bad we had missed the other until then. As much as I wanted to say this kiss brought everything back, that it was a kiss that healed me and returned all my memories, it wasn’t, but that didn’t mean I didn’t enjoy it.

Just as I began to pull away I gently tugged on Tony’s bottom lip, securing it between my teeth as I pulled away and I detached our lips, releasing his lip as I leaned back and bit my own lip, shocked that I had actually just done that because I had absolutely no idea what came over me. I had kissed him like that on pure instinct, on the sole feeling that somewhere, deep inside of me, I knew I had kissed him like that before.

“Wow,” Tony breathed, finally opening his eyes to look at me.

My cheeks burned and I swear I was as red as a tomato as Tony looked over at me, his face coating over in a mixture of shock, awe, love and maybe a little bit of confusion.

“I’m s-“

“Don’t you dare try and apologize for that.” He said quickly, shaking his head in awe.

I giggled and nodded before I ducked back down, my cheeks still hot from my sudden burst of affection and I went back to the position I had been in before, my head resting on his chest. He let out another small, almost shocked laugh before he relaxed back into the bed. I smiled and even though I knew that there was still so much that I needed to figure out, still so much left unknown, as Tony wrapped his arms around me once again and pulled me closer, I knew this was where I belonged.

Notes

ahhh two updates in one day!!! here was a pretty long fluff that hopefully makes up for my lack of updates recently!! :)