Title: Yankee Workshop 1/3
Characters: House/Wilson
Prompt: Beginnings
It was in the beginning of Yankee Workshop when House kissed Wilson. They had sat down for their weekly night of beer, Chinese and idiots with power tools. Wilson was partially interested in the program, about building a French armoire, he would love to have one but he couldn't find the time to go out and buy it. He was glad to be able to relax with House, his best friend. Nothing better after a stressful week at work, (mainly caused by House but that doesn't matter), then to just hang out with a friend and watch some television. He had felt House's stare on him from the moment he came in through the door with the food, it wasn't unusual for House to just stare, that's just the way he was. House had been staring an awful lot at Wilson for a while, now that he thought about it, since he got back from Mayfield. He used to just stare at things that fascinated him, and Wilson didn't fascinate him, he already knew all about him, well most of it anyway. So Wilson had to wonder, why House found him so intriguing all of the sudden, was he making more of a fool of himself than usual? He didn't think so, apart from the outrageous embarrassment from the porn posters posted all over the hospital. He had already forgiven House for that, especially after the whole my-father-is-a-minister-and-I-feel-even-more-lonely event. He thought House should just give up on that, he's House for god sake, no one is like him, he's special, a one of a kind. If Wilson were to be totally honest, he didn't even want House to start a new relationship with his father, he didn't want House to start a new relationship with anyone, Wilson should be enough for him, and Wilson hoped he was enough for him. The man on tv was talking about the shelves and outer perimeters of the project and House was still staring at him. He was getting a tad uneasy, but he allowed it because he liked it when House paid attention to him. Not the crazy obsessive attention he usually got because House thought he was hiding something. No just this nice, hey-I-noticed-you're-here-and-appreciate-it attention. He did notice when House started moving closer to him, they don't sit very far apart as it is, but there was an obvious distance that had been traveled from their original spots. Wilson didn't call any attention to it, just continued to watch the program, if House wanted something he would ask, or demand. Wilson probably should have called House on it, try to clear as much bullshit as he could. Because to be honest, he was curious, he wanted to know why House was acting so strange. He liked a puzzle, not to the extreme that House did, but he enjoyed the end result just the same. So yeah, he probably should have called House on the steady decline of the space between them. He turned his head towards House and before he could utter a word, he had a pair of lips on his and a mind that need de-boggling.