Dining In

Jul 14, 2007 22:25

Who: Wilson, House (closed)
Where: Wilson's apartment
What: Wilson cooks dinner and House comes over.
When: Monday 22nd May, 7pm

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dr_gregoryhouse July 15 2007, 08:08:21 UTC
House rolled up outside Wilson's place on his bike and killed the engine. He tugged his helmet off and set it down against the handlebars, staring absently down the street. The evening was still in twilight, though only the last vestiges of it; it'd be fully nighttime soon. House was aware that he probably smelled of cigarette smoke and other scents that could only be found in a bar, which only served to remind him of the guilt he felt about lying to Wilson ( ... )

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dr_j_wilson July 15 2007, 08:31:16 UTC
Wilson's head turned at the sound of the door unlocking. For some reason he'd expected a knock and House using his key surprised him in a wholly pleasant way. His lips curved into a small smile when he heard House announce his arrival and for a moment Wilson got a strange black and white image that involved the I Love Lucy theme music. He shook his head and nudged one of the steaks with the fork he was holding ( ... )

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dr_gregoryhouse July 15 2007, 08:50:20 UTC
"I'm not sure they'd burn food the way you burn it," House replied.

He tugged the zip free where the joining teeth at the bottom of his jacket were still connected as Wilson approached him, and House kept his eyes open to watch Wilson's face as they kissed. The guilt bubbling in the pit of his stomach almost made him want to impulsively say to Wilson that he missed Wilson today - he bit it back, though, running his tongue over his top lip when Wilson pulled back from him. House never said things like that, and he knew that would sound suspicious if he did come out with something uncharacteristic.

"Can always do a take two," House offered mock seriously, sliding one hand onto Wilson's hip. "If by Cuban you mean Ricky Ricardo, got some bongos lying around the place for added effect? It's not Cuban unless there are bongos involved."

He smirked, sliding his other hand onto Wilson's hip, then leaned in to kiss Wilson again, slowly this time and with his eyes closed.

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dr_j_wilson July 15 2007, 09:05:44 UTC
The feeling of House's hands on him stopped Wilson from shooting back another joke. He was all too eager to indulge, tipping his head to meet House's mouth with his own. The pace was just right too - and whatever nerves he'd been feeling were quieting for the moment. House might've been glad to see him, if Wilson didn't know better, and that had to mean nothing had gone too terribly wrong with Cuddy ( ... )

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