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[This is casual, matter-of-fact conversation, directed into Chase's network device as he heads into the city. Some background noise from the square can be heard.]I realise it's a fallacy based on population densities, but the violent crime rate, here, on non curse days, is incredibly low

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[Back? Back to the hospital. Oh really. How wonderful, invigorating...and curious considering how he has been lately. This is not something that House would want to miss.]

Look what the kangaroo dragged in.

[A reunion. It would be fitting for this kind of a thing. The offending plant is hiding oh so well with the Christmas decor.]

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I'd say I was surprised you hadn't noticed me working right under your nose-

[But it's the second time, now. Although when he moved to surgery in PPTH he hadn't put up a blog post about it.]

But, less than you'd think.

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[He is crafty, nosy and a busy body but he is not psychic. One day though. Hah. Not too shabby with all the bull flying around.]

You're acting like I hadn't.

[There is a delay but why on earth would House ever let Chase know?]

So are you ready to kiss ass?

[In general.That's what he meant. Except a gravitational pull has begun in the worst kind of way.]

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I'm working for the hospital, House. Still not working for you.

[Not until things are squared away with Cameron, anyway. Something this might not help with.

He really... can't remember having to tiptoe for a kiss before.]

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I happen to work at the hospital and have been here longer than you--

[And right when he is looking for a slot to swipe his seniority card bristly hair is touching up against Chase's face as they are well and truly lip locked.]

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[Chase would rather you didn't swipe anything in his slot, frankly, House, but while he's compelled into this he might almost say he finds the raspy face... pleasant?

Look, he always was kind of a masochist.]

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[Figure of speech. Though they're swiping one tongue against the next at this rate. Yeah, it's going that way. House is not as bristly as usual. Chase has his own. More friction for whatever peculiar spark may fly from this.]

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[It's a stretch, but not enough that his arms don't somehow find their way around House's neck (because tiptoe is uncomfortable, come down here).]

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[Down he goes, cane in the crook of his elbow. Both arms go around Chase. It's worse than that time Cameron gave him a hug. Woah. He's preoccupied by how their tongues are moving.

Help. Someone. Anyone.]

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[Funny, that's the part Chase is trying not to dwell on, in whatever small part of his mind still feels rational and sane. Thank god for being caught by surprise: he runs out of breath is short order and leans (just his head, his body is all tied up right now) back to gasp for air.]