Merry Little Christmas
Tittle: 'Stop Apologizing' or 'Stop Worring'
Author: mireya_11
Pairing: House/Wilson friendship but if you want to see it like canon you can
Rating: None! <3
Summary: Wilson discovers how concerned can House be, at Christmas Eve
Important: This is a present for everyone that reads this humble journal. The phrase "Stop Apologizing" was took from a conversation between
hang_monet and me, so it might sounds funny *giggles*
Warning!: this ff contains a lot of fluffy under-lines, yeap. Only for Christmas, one-shot.
Disclaimer: *crazy-face* They are... M I N E ! *coughs* Well... uhmm *runs*
Gregory House isn't the kind of man who brings flowers to his girlfriends
not the one that gives presents in Christmas
not the one that will help an old lady to cross the street
He just doesn't care about those meaningless things of life
not that he thinks life even has a meaning
hell no! that's just too childish
too hopeful
those stupids kids
they'll never learn
will they?
But after all the selfish doctor Gregory House has a heart
and a heart is made for love
even a little
even if he doesn't want to
even if he will never admit it
will he?
Those little details are as simple as opening a door
or as complicated as a piano composition
but with Gregory House you never know
Do you?
It was the night before Christmas
and all through the house
not a creature was stirring
except for...
*knock knock*
- I know you're in there, come on! open the door
silence
- Please?
silence
He decided to use his keys
...but maybe just in case
*knock knock*
nothing
OK, something is wrong
He opened the door
and saw almost
three bottles of wine
and five cans of beers
all of them empty
but no friend
he starts to panic
- Wilson where are you?
silence
- For the fucking love of God Wilson where the heck are you?!!
silence
How much he hates silence
always bringin' bad news
- Ho... Hou-se?
Bathroom
Now
House is not used to run
he can't, actually...
but sometimes
something like this
is worth 2 extra-pills
Wilson is sit on the floor still in his work-suit
his right hand is broke
he can see it by the way Wilson flinches every time he tries to move
but that's not everything
something is missing
something important
- House... House! - Wilson cries terrified - they took it! House I couldn't stop it... they just...
- Shh, who what? what are you talking about? - Wilson tries to stand up - stop moving! don't you see that your hand is broke?!!
- But House! they took it and I just can't... - House puts his cane in Wilson's chest and push him against the wall, stopping him of doing anything stupid
- I don't care who took what stop moving or I'll have to hit you with my cane, understood?
Wilson just nods, looking puzzled
- Now, where's your first-aid kit? - Wilson points to the night stand of his bed
- Fine, DON'T MOVE
but when House comes back Wilson is already stand up
- WOULD YOU DARE TO COOPERATE AND STOP DOING STUPID THINGS WHILE I TRY TO HELP YOU?!!!
House is angry by now. How does he dare...?
and suddenly House remembers
that big bag that Wilson was carrying all over the office this morning
House never looked at it
Wilson didn't let him to
that was missing
Wilson brings House to the present with a shout
he made a wrong move and his hand is huge by now
House has to move fast
or Wilson will need to be at the hospital this Christmas
He takes Wilson's hand and starts to look carefully at it
it's not broke as he first thought
he puts some ice on it and a bandage
it'd be fine by now
- What did they take?
Wilson's eyes show how bad he feels about it
- House I... I tried to stop them but...
- Wilson, look at me and calm down. Now, what is so important that they took it and you can't stop apologizing about it?
Wilson looks at his hand
then the floor
and with his eyes safety locked in his shoes he says
- It was your Christmas present...
- Oh.
- I wanted to give it to you later
- But some morons found you first?
- Yes. I'm sorry
- You're such a girl Wilson
- What?!... why?
- Shut up and go to the kitchen. I want Macadamia Nut Pancakes. Yes, at the middle of Christmas. No, I'm not angry and yes, you'll stay here until tomorrow. Now go, those pancakes will not be ready by their own.
Wilson looks at him completely shocked
House doesn't make fun of him
and he isn't angry either
All he wants for Christmas are those pancakes...
right?
When House is already ready to leave
[ beers doesn't buy themselves, does them? ]
Wilson decides to say something stupid
just to prove a point
- But how am I suppose to cook pancakes if I only have one good hand?
House "considers" it for a moment
- You don't have to do them alone, you know?
*Merry Little Christmas*
this is the first happy fic that I'd ever wrote
and maybe the last one too
Take Care
<3
Author: mireya_11
Pairing: House/Wilson friendship but if you want to see it like canon you can
Rating: None! <3
Summary: Wilson discovers how concerned can House be, at Christmas Eve
Important: This is a present for everyone that reads this humble journal. The phrase "Stop Apologizing" was took from a conversation between
hang_monet and me, so it might sounds funny *giggles*
Warning!: this ff contains a lot of fluffy under-lines, yeap. Only for Christmas, one-shot.
Disclaimer: *crazy-face* They are... M I N E ! *coughs* Well... uhmm *runs*
Gregory House isn't the kind of man who brings flowers to his girlfriends
not the one that gives presents in Christmas
not the one that will help an old lady to cross the street
He just doesn't care about those meaningless things of life
not that he thinks life even has a meaning
hell no! that's just too childish
too hopeful
those stupids kids
they'll never learn
will they?
But after all the selfish doctor Gregory House has a heart
and a heart is made for love
even a little
even if he doesn't want to
even if he will never admit it
will he?
Those little details are as simple as opening a door
or as complicated as a piano composition
but with Gregory House you never know
Do you?
It was the night before Christmas
and all through the house
not a creature was stirring
except for...
*knock knock*
- I know you're in there, come on! open the door
silence
- Please?
silence
He decided to use his keys
...but maybe just in case
*knock knock*
nothing
OK, something is wrong
He opened the door
and saw almost
three bottles of wine
and five cans of beers
all of them empty
but no friend
he starts to panic
- Wilson where are you?
silence
- For the fucking love of God Wilson where the heck are you?!!
silence
How much he hates silence
always bringin' bad news
- Ho... Hou-se?
Bathroom
Now
House is not used to run
he can't, actually...
but sometimes
something like this
is worth 2 extra-pills
Wilson is sit on the floor still in his work-suit
his right hand is broke
he can see it by the way Wilson flinches every time he tries to move
but that's not everything
something is missing
something important
- House... House! - Wilson cries terrified - they took it! House I couldn't stop it... they just...
- Shh, who what? what are you talking about? - Wilson tries to stand up - stop moving! don't you see that your hand is broke?!!
- But House! they took it and I just can't... - House puts his cane in Wilson's chest and push him against the wall, stopping him of doing anything stupid
- I don't care who took what stop moving or I'll have to hit you with my cane, understood?
Wilson just nods, looking puzzled
- Now, where's your first-aid kit? - Wilson points to the night stand of his bed
- Fine, DON'T MOVE
but when House comes back Wilson is already stand up
- WOULD YOU DARE TO COOPERATE AND STOP DOING STUPID THINGS WHILE I TRY TO HELP YOU?!!!
House is angry by now. How does he dare...?
and suddenly House remembers
that big bag that Wilson was carrying all over the office this morning
House never looked at it
Wilson didn't let him to
that was missing
Wilson brings House to the present with a shout
he made a wrong move and his hand is huge by now
House has to move fast
or Wilson will need to be at the hospital this Christmas
He takes Wilson's hand and starts to look carefully at it
it's not broke as he first thought
he puts some ice on it and a bandage
it'd be fine by now
- What did they take?
Wilson's eyes show how bad he feels about it
- House I... I tried to stop them but...
- Wilson, look at me and calm down. Now, what is so important that they took it and you can't stop apologizing about it?
Wilson looks at his hand
then the floor
and with his eyes safety locked in his shoes he says
- It was your Christmas present...
- Oh.
- I wanted to give it to you later
- But some morons found you first?
- Yes. I'm sorry
- You're such a girl Wilson
- What?!... why?
- Shut up and go to the kitchen. I want Macadamia Nut Pancakes. Yes, at the middle of Christmas. No, I'm not angry and yes, you'll stay here until tomorrow. Now go, those pancakes will not be ready by their own.
Wilson looks at him completely shocked
House doesn't make fun of him
and he isn't angry either
All he wants for Christmas are those pancakes...
right?
When House is already ready to leave
[ beers doesn't buy themselves, does them? ]
Wilson decides to say something stupid
just to prove a point
- But how am I suppose to cook pancakes if I only have one good hand?
House "considers" it for a moment
- You don't have to do them alone, you know?
*Merry Little Christmas*
this is the first happy fic that I'd ever wrote
and maybe the last one too
Take Care
<3