Disclaimer: i don't own ANY of the characters from House, M.D.
"Ok... i'm here. What's so important?" Said Wilson as he walked into House's office.
The other man didn't answer.
"What's going on?" Asked Wilson again.
"House! what do you want?!"
"Shhhh..." Was the only sound House made before aproaching his friend. Then he whispered three simple but meaningful words:
"...I...Want...You..."
Before Wilson could say or do anything, he was pinned against the wall staring at icy blue eyes. Slowly, their faces came closer. Wilson stopped when the tips of their noses were touching. 'What am I doing?' he thought, and would have left in that moment if House hadn't grab his arms and without hesitation, drew him closer into a passionate kiss...
A second later, James Wilson woke up.
He stood up, shook his head and went for a glass of water. He looked at the clock. 5:30. He didn't think he could go back to sleep but returned to his bed anyway.
He'd had these kind of dream before. The only thing that changed was the place; sometimes it happened in his office, sometimes in House's apartament, or the clinic, or the parking lot, even the elevator!
He was trying to find an explanation to all this; the obvious answer kept poping in his head but he kept dismissing it, not willing to accept the truth: he was falling in love with his best friend...
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