Fic: Nothin' (House/Cuddy)
Title: Nothin'
Fandom: House MD
Characters: House/Cuddy
Prompt: #007 Ghost
Word Count: 229
Rating: G
Summary: The ghost of a smile graces his lips.
Notes: Written for 20_fics. 14/11/08.
The ghost of a smile graces his lips. Why it is there, she does not know, but it sends a warm feeling to the pit of her stomach.
She quirks an eyebrow and allows a small smile onto her own face. She looks at him; her eyes of liquid blue collide with his cornflower blue eyes.
"What're you smiling at?" she asks softly, running the fingers of one hand down his arm.
Her breathing is relaxed, slow, and her mind is still a little foggy from sleep. Touching his skin sets her senses on fire.
He lifts one shoulder in a shrug and hurriedly wipes clear the smile and switches to an indifferent expression. He breaks eye contact to stare at the sheets covering his body.
"Nothin'," he replies quietly. His face scrunches up into a soft frown.
She narrows her eyes at him, continues to study him.
Nothing.
He was smiling at nothing.
She almost teases him about it but decides rather to get up. It's almost time for work.
As she's picking up her clothes from various places on the floor and over his furniture, she catches him smiling again. She says nothing, but smiles back and shakes her head softly.
"Goodbye, House," she tells him. "I'll see you later at work."
The, "exam room 3 at lunchtime," that he mutters back only makes her smile wider.
fin.
Fandom: House MD
Characters: House/Cuddy
Prompt: #007 Ghost
Word Count: 229
Rating: G
Summary: The ghost of a smile graces his lips.
Notes: Written for 20_fics. 14/11/08.
The ghost of a smile graces his lips. Why it is there, she does not know, but it sends a warm feeling to the pit of her stomach.
She quirks an eyebrow and allows a small smile onto her own face. She looks at him; her eyes of liquid blue collide with his cornflower blue eyes.
"What're you smiling at?" she asks softly, running the fingers of one hand down his arm.
Her breathing is relaxed, slow, and her mind is still a little foggy from sleep. Touching his skin sets her senses on fire.
He lifts one shoulder in a shrug and hurriedly wipes clear the smile and switches to an indifferent expression. He breaks eye contact to stare at the sheets covering his body.
"Nothin'," he replies quietly. His face scrunches up into a soft frown.
She narrows her eyes at him, continues to study him.
Nothing.
He was smiling at nothing.
She almost teases him about it but decides rather to get up. It's almost time for work.
As she's picking up her clothes from various places on the floor and over his furniture, she catches him smiling again. She says nothing, but smiles back and shakes her head softly.
"Goodbye, House," she tells him. "I'll see you later at work."
The, "exam room 3 at lunchtime," that he mutters back only makes her smile wider.
fin.