2 Drabbles: Wind & Sun
Titel: Wind and Sun
Author: shambolicasfuck
Pairing: House/Wilson
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 2 fluffy drabbles. One House's POV. One Wilson's POV.
Warnings: non
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Wind
I love the fall. It's not too warm and not too cold. It's windy and it smells of fresh air and comfortable calmness. And there are those days, which already tell you something about the winter, without forgetting the summer. Fall tells you something about change. About leaving something behind and starting something new.
I have to smile. I shouldn't have those thoughts, they're way too melancholic for me.
"Hey."
It's Wilson. He walks towards me and pulls his jacket closer around himself. He's freezing.
I smile in response and let my gaze wander over the dark sky.
A wind gust grabs his hair and tousles it. He sighs and tries to fix it. It doesn't work.
He looks adorable.
I place a hand behind his neck and pull him closer. He stares at me, confused and wide-eyed. I let my fingers run through his soft hair and place a chaste kiss on his lips.
"Don't you love the fall?" I murmure and kiss him again.
Sun
"You look awful," he says. And I wish he wasn't right, but he is. My face is burning and my shoulders hurt like hell. I'm lying on his couch and he's in kitchen. I guess.
We already walked through one hour of him teasing me for being an oncologist and falling asleep in the sun. The worst thing was that I couldn't really deny my stupidity. I tried it anyway.
I grab the moisturizing cream and squeeze some of it out of the bottle. It feels good against my face. I start spreading some of the lotion on my arms and shoulders.
Suddenly, he's standing right beside me.
"Turn over," he demands, reaching out for the bottle.
"What?" I'm confused. He takes the moisturizer from my hand and raises an eyebrow. I shrug and turn around.
His hands are surprisingly soft against my skin. He rubs the cold lotion on my back. Gently. I close my eyes and try to relax.
I can feel myself drifting off when his hands suddenly run down my sides, spreading some of the lotion on my lower back.
"Uhm.. it's not red there.." I stutter, sheepishly.
"You don't know that," he mumbles and I decide not to answer back.
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