Ok… I felt this fic getting a little bit too OOC. So this is the last chapter. As always I hope you’ll enjoy :)
Love.
‘So?” Wilson began.
‘So? What?’ House sighed walking to the sofa.
‘You talked?’ He asked curiously ‘ because wandering around the city for 5 hours is quite of sacrifice, Ты know’
‘Yea… thanks for that, we… cleared a few things’
‘So are Ты together?’ Wilson shrieked like a fangirl.
‘Jeeez, Wilson, you’re worse than nurses in our hospital… wait.. Ты are still an oncologist, right?!’ he added trying to act serious.
‘So?’
‘To many so’s today Wilson. I’ll try to make it clear: we are not together, but we will be, eventually’ he added with a smile.
‘Good’
‘Great’
“Goodnight House’
‘Night Wilson’
And with that Wilson went to wash himself grinning like an idiot and thinking about the victims of House and Cuddy’s Любовь fights.
‘The hospital will be burnt alive’ he chuckled at the thought and stepped into the душ and began to hum his Избранное songs using showerhead as a microphone.
Meanwhile House went to his room, changed into pyjamas, wondering if he should by a dictaphone to be able to sabotage Wilson if needed. He was only in his pants when he heard his phone ringing.
‘Yeah?’ he answered putting on his t-shirt
‘Hey…I’m just, calling to ask…do Ты want to come over for breakfast tomorrow?’
He smiled hearing her
‘Now… that’s getting a little bit cheesy’ he smirked and heard her hold her breath ‘ but sure, yeah, why not’ she let out a breath and smiled. He put down his phone and walked to the living room when he met Wilson.
‘You know that water from the душ isn’t loud enough to варенье, джем you, right?
‘An Ты sing while Ты pee, so?’
‘ooooh Ты sneaky little..’ House laughed.
They both went to beds and lied for some time not being able to fall asleep. House thinking about the change in his life, while Wilson, well, he as well was thinking about House’s change, but although he was really happy for his friend he couldn’t believe Greg could change THAT much. There must be something еще to it, but he’ll try to figure it out the Далее day. He shifted and slowly drifted off to sleep.
The morning welcomed Wilson to alarming silence. He dragged himself to House’s bedroom only to find it empty. He checked the bathroom as well as the кухня – empty. He quickly reached for the phone and dialed Cuddy’s number.
‘Cuddy! House’s gone!‘He shouted to the phone. He heard a short silence on the other side, before he heard her cover the phone with her hand and screaming
‘HOUSE! ‘
‘Don’t worry Wilson, he’s fine, and before Ты ask he’s over for breakfast, if Ты want to come better hurry, he’s made delicious sandwiches.’
‘You’re using him’ Wilson joked
‘You bet’ Cuddy chuckled on the other side
‘Enjoy your morning’ Wilson ended his call.
Just as Cuddy finished talking House limped over to her
‘Why.didn’t.you.tell.Wilson?’ She mumbled between kisses that House’s be planting all over her lips and neck, not being able to be mad at him at that moment.
‘He’d be suspicious’ House smiled.
‘Riiight’ she laughed ‘Like he’s not now’
*Flashback*
Cuddy put on her халат, одеяние as she heard a doorbell.
‘Hi’ She сказал(-а) shyly
‘Hey’ he eyed her smirking when he noticed she had very little under the robe.
‘C’mon in’ she invited him and went to the кухня ‘What do Ты want to eat?’ She asked
‘I’ll make it, unless Ты want to help’ he offered
‘sure’ she rolled up her sleeves.
After making the breakfast both of them sat by the table.
‘wait’ House сказал(-а) and quickly limped out of the room. When he got back, Cuddy couldn’t help but laugh. He changed into his pyjamas and he put on a robe.
‘What?’ he chuckled
‘This is just to cute. You’re really a different person’ she invited him to the table
‘Take it или leave it’
‘Definitively taking it’ she laughed and bit her sandwich. They ate slowly, chewing every bite, House talking about Mayfield, crazy situations, and how he ‘got broken’, their legs “accidentally” brushing each others making a wave of heat pass through both of their bodies. A pleasurable tension building between them.
When they finished Lisa put the dishes into the washer and joined Greg sitting on the диван, мягкий уголок and insecurely snuggled into him, he encouraged her by putting a hand on her hips.
‘You know Ты have to go to work within 50 минуты and you’re not even dressed’
‘An surprisingly it’s Ты who’s saying that’ She looked him in the eye, her eyes slowly drifting to his lips and back to his blue, piercing eyes. He looked at her questioningly, hoping she’d make the Далее move.
She placed her hand on his chest, and painfully slowly brought her lips to his, they touched gently and lingered without movement. He gently licked her bottom lip and parted them, starting to Kiss her a little bit еще passionately, he brought his hand to her face as she lied on him. His other hand supporting them. The Kiss was broken for a few секунды to regain the air, and soon their lips collided again.
Their makeout session continued as they heard the phone ringing
‘Wait..I’ll gwet it’ she mumbled into his mouth.
‘It’s Wilson’ she told him when she noticed the number.
House left the room and went to the bathroom. Soon he heard her shout his name.
*end flashback*
‘So, are we going?’ He nodded to the door.
‘Yeah, sure’ She put on her пальто and took the keys.
After closing the door, she felt his fingers interwine with hers. They walked hand in hand to their future. Together.
THE END
Love.
‘So?” Wilson began.
‘So? What?’ House sighed walking to the sofa.
‘You talked?’ He asked curiously ‘ because wandering around the city for 5 hours is quite of sacrifice, Ты know’
‘Yea… thanks for that, we… cleared a few things’
‘So are Ты together?’ Wilson shrieked like a fangirl.
‘Jeeez, Wilson, you’re worse than nurses in our hospital… wait.. Ты are still an oncologist, right?!’ he added trying to act serious.
‘So?’
‘To many so’s today Wilson. I’ll try to make it clear: we are not together, but we will be, eventually’ he added with a smile.
‘Good’
‘Great’
“Goodnight House’
‘Night Wilson’
And with that Wilson went to wash himself grinning like an idiot and thinking about the victims of House and Cuddy’s Любовь fights.
‘The hospital will be burnt alive’ he chuckled at the thought and stepped into the душ and began to hum his Избранное songs using showerhead as a microphone.
Meanwhile House went to his room, changed into pyjamas, wondering if he should by a dictaphone to be able to sabotage Wilson if needed. He was only in his pants when he heard his phone ringing.
‘Yeah?’ he answered putting on his t-shirt
‘Hey…I’m just, calling to ask…do Ты want to come over for breakfast tomorrow?’
He smiled hearing her
‘Now… that’s getting a little bit cheesy’ he smirked and heard her hold her breath ‘ but sure, yeah, why not’ she let out a breath and smiled. He put down his phone and walked to the living room when he met Wilson.
‘You know that water from the душ isn’t loud enough to варенье, джем you, right?
‘An Ты sing while Ты pee, so?’
‘ooooh Ты sneaky little..’ House laughed.
They both went to beds and lied for some time not being able to fall asleep. House thinking about the change in his life, while Wilson, well, he as well was thinking about House’s change, but although he was really happy for his friend he couldn’t believe Greg could change THAT much. There must be something еще to it, but he’ll try to figure it out the Далее day. He shifted and slowly drifted off to sleep.
The morning welcomed Wilson to alarming silence. He dragged himself to House’s bedroom only to find it empty. He checked the bathroom as well as the кухня – empty. He quickly reached for the phone and dialed Cuddy’s number.
‘Cuddy! House’s gone!‘He shouted to the phone. He heard a short silence on the other side, before he heard her cover the phone with her hand and screaming
‘HOUSE! ‘
‘Don’t worry Wilson, he’s fine, and before Ты ask he’s over for breakfast, if Ты want to come better hurry, he’s made delicious sandwiches.’
‘You’re using him’ Wilson joked
‘You bet’ Cuddy chuckled on the other side
‘Enjoy your morning’ Wilson ended his call.
Just as Cuddy finished talking House limped over to her
‘Why.didn’t.you.tell.Wilson?’ She mumbled between kisses that House’s be planting all over her lips and neck, not being able to be mad at him at that moment.
‘He’d be suspicious’ House smiled.
‘Riiight’ she laughed ‘Like he’s not now’
*Flashback*
Cuddy put on her халат, одеяние as she heard a doorbell.
‘Hi’ She сказал(-а) shyly
‘Hey’ he eyed her smirking when he noticed she had very little under the robe.
‘C’mon in’ she invited him and went to the кухня ‘What do Ты want to eat?’ She asked
‘I’ll make it, unless Ты want to help’ he offered
‘sure’ she rolled up her sleeves.
After making the breakfast both of them sat by the table.
‘wait’ House сказал(-а) and quickly limped out of the room. When he got back, Cuddy couldn’t help but laugh. He changed into his pyjamas and he put on a robe.
‘What?’ he chuckled
‘This is just to cute. You’re really a different person’ she invited him to the table
‘Take it или leave it’
‘Definitively taking it’ she laughed and bit her sandwich. They ate slowly, chewing every bite, House talking about Mayfield, crazy situations, and how he ‘got broken’, their legs “accidentally” brushing each others making a wave of heat pass through both of their bodies. A pleasurable tension building between them.
When they finished Lisa put the dishes into the washer and joined Greg sitting on the диван, мягкий уголок and insecurely snuggled into him, he encouraged her by putting a hand on her hips.
‘You know Ты have to go to work within 50 минуты and you’re not even dressed’
‘An surprisingly it’s Ты who’s saying that’ She looked him in the eye, her eyes slowly drifting to his lips and back to his blue, piercing eyes. He looked at her questioningly, hoping she’d make the Далее move.
She placed her hand on his chest, and painfully slowly brought her lips to his, they touched gently and lingered without movement. He gently licked her bottom lip and parted them, starting to Kiss her a little bit еще passionately, he brought his hand to her face as she lied on him. His other hand supporting them. The Kiss was broken for a few секунды to regain the air, and soon their lips collided again.
Their makeout session continued as they heard the phone ringing
‘Wait..I’ll gwet it’ she mumbled into his mouth.
‘It’s Wilson’ she told him when she noticed the number.
House left the room and went to the bathroom. Soon he heard her shout his name.
*end flashback*
‘So, are we going?’ He nodded to the door.
‘Yeah, sure’ She put on her пальто and took the keys.
After closing the door, she felt his fingers interwine with hers. They walked hand in hand to their future. Together.
THE END
When does Любовь become something we need, rather than something we want? Любовь was seen as something special a long time ago. Now Любовь is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. Любовь is common currency when Ты are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older Ты get. Do we not care about the substance of what Любовь was and not what it has been made into today by commercialisation from American Фильмы and Телевидение commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience Любовь for real, can we Комментарий and judge others who are in Love. Любовь means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of Любовь is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? Любовь is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.