"Cuddy?"
"You need to sleep now." Cuddy сказал(-а) as she pulled his blankets up around him.
"What? You're gonna sit by my bedside all night. You've done that before. Your neck will hurt like hell tomorrow and Ты won't let me hear the end of it. Get in here already." He сказал(-а) as he pulled the covers back and moved to the left side of the bed.
"I'm fine in this chair."
"Cuddy, I'm not gonna cop a feel unless Ты want me to." He сказал(-а) with a cheeky grin.
Cuddy sighed in exasperation and shook her head.
"House, I don't think..."
"Don't think about this just get in the damn постель, кровати so I can get some rest."
Cuddy rolled her eyes and crawled into постель, кровати Далее to him. They lay back to back.
"Happy now? Ты act worse than Rachel when she wakes up from a nap. Atleast her excuse for whining is she's an infant. Ты on the other hand..."
"I get it mom. Can we go to постель, кровати now?" House snarked.
"Fine."
A few минуты of silence passed between them but neither was able to sleep.
Cuddy turned on her side to face him. His back was still toward her.
"What Cuddy?" House asked. He could feel her eyes boring into his back. Sighing to himself he turned to face her too.
"What?" He asked softer this time.
"I know Ты don't want to talk about what happened in my office today. I know Ты want to act like everything is normal between us and fall into this verbal judo we always feel comfortable with but House..."
"It was just an effect of the procedure. Lets not make it еще than..."
"You asked how 'our' daughter was. Ты kissed me on the cheek and сказал(-а) I looked beautiful."
"It's doctor jekyl/mr. hyde in reverse. Ты know the drugs make me act sugary sweet sometimes,but it doesn't remotely mean that I want your poop machine to be my kid или that I want Ты for that matter." He сказал(-а) in a hardly audible tone. His eyes looked away from hers.
"You could barely even get that rationalization out...Maybe it is a side effect, but those feelings didn't come out of thin air."
House closed his eyes.
"You of course like me when I'm Dr. Jekyl. But what about now? Now that I'm Mr. Hyde again?" He asked as he opened his eyes.
"If Ты recall I wanted Ты months назад when Ты were the same misanthropic bastard Ты are right now. Do I like it when Ты switch into nice mode? Sometimes I do. But I like Ты anyway that Ты are, be that good, bad, and in-between. Ты just never believe me." She сказал(-а) turning away from him.
House sighed again and drew his hand out to touch her shoulder.
"I believe you...that's the problem."
"...I don't want to get hurt either, House."
"I know." He сказал(-а) as he removed his hand from her shoulder.
Cuddy turned to face him once more.
"We both know promises are usually broken. So, lets not make any promises. Just..."
House was staring at her intently wondering what she was going to say next.Instead of finishing her sentence she pulled House's lips down to meet hers.
At first he was caught off guard by the sudden action but it didn't take long for him to feed his own desire by capturing her lips with his.
House suddenly pulled her on вверх of him. His hands held her waist. Cuddy broke from the kiss.
"Cuddy?"
Cuddy, still on вверх of House, sat up. A smile slowly formed on her face as she pulled her рубашка over her head. She wore no bra. House's eyes grew wide from the revelation.
Cuddy took his trembling hands and placed them against her breasts. He stroked her tenderly causing her to sigh happily from the friction. Slowly, House freed one of his hands and used it to pull her face back down to meet his.
"No promises." He whispered before he tasted her lips once more.
"You need to sleep now." Cuddy сказал(-а) as she pulled his blankets up around him.
"What? You're gonna sit by my bedside all night. You've done that before. Your neck will hurt like hell tomorrow and Ты won't let me hear the end of it. Get in here already." He сказал(-а) as he pulled the covers back and moved to the left side of the bed.
"I'm fine in this chair."
"Cuddy, I'm not gonna cop a feel unless Ты want me to." He сказал(-а) with a cheeky grin.
Cuddy sighed in exasperation and shook her head.
"House, I don't think..."
"Don't think about this just get in the damn постель, кровати so I can get some rest."
Cuddy rolled her eyes and crawled into постель, кровати Далее to him. They lay back to back.
"Happy now? Ты act worse than Rachel when she wakes up from a nap. Atleast her excuse for whining is she's an infant. Ты on the other hand..."
"I get it mom. Can we go to постель, кровати now?" House snarked.
"Fine."
A few минуты of silence passed between them but neither was able to sleep.
Cuddy turned on her side to face him. His back was still toward her.
"What Cuddy?" House asked. He could feel her eyes boring into his back. Sighing to himself he turned to face her too.
"What?" He asked softer this time.
"I know Ты don't want to talk about what happened in my office today. I know Ты want to act like everything is normal between us and fall into this verbal judo we always feel comfortable with but House..."
"It was just an effect of the procedure. Lets not make it еще than..."
"You asked how 'our' daughter was. Ты kissed me on the cheek and сказал(-а) I looked beautiful."
"It's doctor jekyl/mr. hyde in reverse. Ты know the drugs make me act sugary sweet sometimes,but it doesn't remotely mean that I want your poop machine to be my kid или that I want Ты for that matter." He сказал(-а) in a hardly audible tone. His eyes looked away from hers.
"You could barely even get that rationalization out...Maybe it is a side effect, but those feelings didn't come out of thin air."
House closed his eyes.
"You of course like me when I'm Dr. Jekyl. But what about now? Now that I'm Mr. Hyde again?" He asked as he opened his eyes.
"If Ты recall I wanted Ты months назад when Ты were the same misanthropic bastard Ты are right now. Do I like it when Ты switch into nice mode? Sometimes I do. But I like Ты anyway that Ты are, be that good, bad, and in-between. Ты just never believe me." She сказал(-а) turning away from him.
House sighed again and drew his hand out to touch her shoulder.
"I believe you...that's the problem."
"...I don't want to get hurt either, House."
"I know." He сказал(-а) as he removed his hand from her shoulder.
Cuddy turned to face him once more.
"We both know promises are usually broken. So, lets not make any promises. Just..."
House was staring at her intently wondering what she was going to say next.Instead of finishing her sentence she pulled House's lips down to meet hers.
At first he was caught off guard by the sudden action but it didn't take long for him to feed his own desire by capturing her lips with his.
House suddenly pulled her on вверх of him. His hands held her waist. Cuddy broke from the kiss.
"Cuddy?"
Cuddy, still on вверх of House, sat up. A smile slowly formed on her face as she pulled her рубашка over her head. She wore no bra. House's eyes grew wide from the revelation.
Cuddy took his trembling hands and placed them against her breasts. He stroked her tenderly causing her to sigh happily from the friction. Slowly, House freed one of his hands and used it to pull her face back down to meet his.
"No promises." He whispered before he tasted her lips once more.
Okay, this poem is basically in Cuddy's POV kind of to House. I wrote it to be kind of Cuddy's personal thing, but of course, it turned into Huddy. My first Статья on this spot AND Huddy poem, so please tell me what Ты think! It's short and might be a bit confusing at first, but here it goes;
Love.
And that's all I ever wanted.
How did I get here?
Just crying in an empty room
Once again a vacant world to me
I'm hurting and I'm sure Ты know
I hope, and that's just what i do
That the world could be, just be
What i want it to, another happy ending
Which we both know it won't be
Just hold me, so for a second
I could pretend it is
Could pretend it can
Pretend it could be
And maybe I could Любовь you
And pretend i didn't know
That it was one of the few things
I was missing.
I know it kind of sucks, but it's my first and what do Ты expect?
Love.
And that's all I ever wanted.
How did I get here?
Just crying in an empty room
Once again a vacant world to me
I'm hurting and I'm sure Ты know
I hope, and that's just what i do
That the world could be, just be
What i want it to, another happy ending
Which we both know it won't be
Just hold me, so for a second
I could pretend it is
Could pretend it can
Pretend it could be
And maybe I could Любовь you
And pretend i didn't know
That it was one of the few things
I was missing.
I know it kind of sucks, but it's my first and what do Ты expect?