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Jun 15, 2010 23:05


His sobs and mine faded into deep muffled breaths, which eventually faded into silence. There we sat on the bathroom floor, the remains of the mirror littered the tub, the amber bottle of Vicodin at House’s feet. He seemed to have forgotten it was there.

Because he didn’t want the Vicodin. It was never about the goddamn Vicodin. He wanted me. He ( Read more... )

house, fic, wilson

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3rdgal12 June 16 2010, 05:10:43 UTC
Nice and hot, just the way I like them. I love dominant, forceful House and you wrote him just perfectly!

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enlee June 16 2010, 14:03:51 UTC
Thank you! =)

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brindlewolf June 16 2010, 06:39:46 UTC
Hot! There will be more, right? <3

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enlee June 16 2010, 14:04:14 UTC
I'll see what I can do. Thanks for reading!

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wonderful! readinghw June 16 2010, 07:37:57 UTC
You have given me back my OTP! Hooray :) I was losing interest in H/W but then I read this just now and it's everything I love about the pair, the hurt, the intensity, the HOTness!

So, thanks! And, sequel..?

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Re: wonderful! enlee June 16 2010, 14:04:38 UTC
Thanks for reading! =)

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enlee June 16 2010, 14:04:55 UTC
Thank you! =)

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indigo_inferno June 16 2010, 12:26:52 UTC
This. <3

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enlee June 16 2010, 14:05:08 UTC
Thank you!

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