Chapter 8: The Long Road to Recovery

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"Hey, naughty puppy," Tommy chimed as he gave Adam a slight smirk. Adam immediately sat up straight in the chair and kept holding Tommy's hand.

"Tommy....do you know how much you scared me?" Adam said, sounding relieved.

"Well, I'm not 100% sure, but I'd have to guess I scared the piss out of you," Tommy says, smirking a little.

"Worse. You scared the shit out of me," Adam chuckled a little, now starting to smile as well.

"Well. I hope you've changed your pants since then," Tommy says jokingly, smirking a little. Adam just rolled his eyes while smiling.

"All jokes aside, how are you feeling, Tommy?" Adam asked, still holding Tommy's hand.

"A little sore in my chest, but other than that, I'm okay," Tommy says, smiling slightly.

Adam nods slightly. "That's good."

"Adam."

"Yeah?"

"You know you're holding my hand, right?" Tommy says with a slight smirk.

Adam starts blushing a little. "Oh, um, sorry," Adam lets go of Tommy's hand.

"I wasn't complaining, you know?" Tommy says, still smirking slightly.

Adam looks at Tommy shocked. "What?"

"I wasn't complaining that you were holding my hand."

Adam sits there, his blush growing.

"Can...can I..." Adam tries to say, but is cut off by a knock on the door. 

"Yo, boyfriend and boyfriend, the doc says Tommy can leave but he needs to rest and probably can't go back on tour or perform for about a month." Ashley says, peaking her head in the room, then leaving.

After Ashley leaves the room, Adam and Tommy look at each other.

"So....um...are you ready to get out of here?" Adam says with a slight smile.

Tommy smiles back.

"Hell yeah."

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