Disclaimer: If House, MD was mine, this would definitely not be a fanfiction.
Warnings: A little bit fluf (I can't help it). Established relationship. No spoilers.
A/N: Thanks to huddy_sparkles for correcting my mistakes
His insomnia annoys you. Or sometimes leaves you both incredibly satisfied.
He wakes up in the middle of the night looking at your sleeping form by his side. And he starts to softly kiss your lips, and then your chin, and your neck, and he sucks it softly.
And it would drive you crazy.
Sometimes you allow him to go further, until both of you are breathless and satisfied.
Other times you shove him away, turning your back at him. He always thought it was funny when you did that. But you didn't find it funny at all.
He would spoon with you and blame your PMS.
"Shut up" you would mumble angry and sleepy.
And he would say: "You have no idea how hot you are when you get this bitchy".
And you would feel his smirk against your neck while drifting back to your dreams. You would dream about him, but you would never tell him that.
His ego was already big enough.