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Your POV 

It's been a couple of days since House showed up at the hotel to talk. He hasn't left me alone for too long since he found me. I think disappearing like I did really scared him straight. At least I hope so, maybe he'll put more effort into keeping his promises. Today we're going back to the apartment. He showed up without clothes and needs new ones. I cancelled the rest of my stay at the hotel and we're packing up. 

"What do you want for dinner when we get home?" 

"Your alfredo is always my favorite." 

He smiles as he looks at me. "Whatever the lady wants, she gets." 

"Damn right." 

He chuckles as he closes my trunk, grabbing his cane he steps closer to me. "Do you want me to follow you back or do you want to follow me?" 

I shrug slightly. "I know you don't want me out of your sight but I'll be okay. I'll see you at the apartment, love." 

He nods gently before leaning down to kiss me. He makes his way back towards his car afterwards and gets ready to head out. Getting into mine I think about how he asked me out. I don't think I've seen him look everywhere else except for my eyes so much before. He was nervous, and it was all over him. The way he spoke, how he held his cane. Everything. 

There's a 20 year age difference between us, so most people think he's my father and not my boyfriend. He does make the joke that he's my 'Daddy' quite a bit when it happens. Leaving the parking lot we make our way towards the apartment. Watching him in the rear view mirror as he follows closely. 

Getting out of the car once we were in front of his apartment. turning off the car I get out of it and meet him at the trunk of the car, grabbing my suitcase I walk with him to the front door before we go inside. I stop before the door and he stops and turns to look at me as he notices I stopped walking with him. 

"No one is in the apartment, except us, when we go inside." 

Looking at him he notices that I don't think it's funny. He walks over to me before lifting my chin to look at him. 

"I will never bring anyone else into the apartment that you don't know about" he pauses for a second. "Except Wilson, but we're pretty much married already. Sorry you had to find out this way." 

Shaking my head I smile at him. "That's right, I'm the third wheel for your relationship." 

He smiles before kissing my forehead. Taking my hand we go inside and I put my stuff down, looking at the couch for a second before sitting in the chair. House turns to glance at me, before going into the kitchen to get things ready. He sings to himself as he knows it helps me relax. Glancing over to the piano, I wonder how long its been since he's played. 

Feeling a hand on my leg, I look up to see House. He smiles gently at me before helping me up from the chair. "Dinner is ready, you've been staring at the piano since I started cooking." 

Nodding gently I look at him.  "It smells good." 

He nods slightly as he walks with me to the kitchen, sitting at the dining table we start eating. Smiling to myself from the alfredo. "If you ever stop being a doctor, you would be a world renown chef." 

"It's just simple chemistry, nothing too complicated." 

"Cooking is also art, much like your music." 

"I'll serenade you after dinner, I know you miss it." 

Smiling to myself I nod before continuing to eat. Once we were done he got up and went to the piano while I washed the dishes. He starts playing before he sings. Listening as I finish the dishes I dry my hands before walking over to him. Putting my hands on his shoulders before sitting on the bench next to him. Watching him play and listening as I close my eyes and smile to myself. 

The first time he played the piano while I was here, was after our 3rd date. I had been over before and assumed he played since he has a grand piano in the apartment. He plays mostly the blues but does some classical as well.  I had gotten out of the shower, much to his dismay I wouldn't let him join. I could hear the music in the bathroom before I came out and snuck up on him. He plays a lot of Chopin when I'm here since it's my favorite. 

"I wish you would play more. The apartment is a little too quiet without it."

"It's only quiet when I'm not busy making you scream my name." 

Shaking my head at him he smiles before putting his hand on my thigh. Holding his hand I smile gently as I look at him. 

"when you left earlier I thought you were gone forever and I'd never be able to find you. All because I'm an idiot and don't always think of the consequences. I should have just came to you about it instead of my old habits. I just never wanted you to see my leg." 

"Your leg doesn't bother me, I'm not going to love you any less, muscle or no muscle." 

He pauses for a second before looking at me. "Too bad I can't carry you to the bedroom." 

Chuckling gently I look at him. "Maybe there's some experimental drug where you could if you took it." 

He smiles before leaning over to kiss me, his hand rubbing my thigh as I lean towards him. Pulling away I grab his hand and pull him towards the bedroom.