I was inspired to do this by ShizukaAme's "The Buddy Collections," a series of shorts created by her(or his) very talented self. However, she did hers with House and Wilson. I, preferring Australians, am going to do this the HouseChase way. These won't be strictly related to each other, but they may if the situation calls for it.
HOUSE IS VERY. VERY. VERYYYY. OOC IN THIS CHAPTER. Sorry, but isn't stuff more fun when you kick it off with angst?
Read on~.
House was doing what he normally did when avoiding Cuddy and his clinic hours; mooching off of coma patients. They always had nice rooms, their TV's had the most channels, and best of all, he could talk to them to work out any issues he may be having.
And boy, was he having issues.
"Alright, so I've got this...person working for me. Blond hair, green-eyes, an accent that makes you wanna kiss him and pinch at the same time, and probably the greatest hair you'll ever see. Now, take this person, and say, maybe, possibly, I might wanna get in their pants. No problem, right?"
Coma Guy (as House had come to lovingly know him) was pensively silent.
"Well, there IS a problem. And it's not even the fact that we're both guys. Well, not for me at least. He was in a seminary for a while, so I dunno if he's still got that whole, "thou shalt not lay down with a man," shit still seared into his psyche. The problem is that it's him. It's like... if I... it would be..."
Coma Guy's heart monitor gave an encouraging beep.
Taking heart from this, House continued. "If I had sex with him, I'd end up throwing him away. And... he doesn't need anymore of that. And give me that look, I would kick his pretty ass to the curb. I know I would. He'd know it too, and what's worse, he'd probably never be expecting any different."
Coma Guy lay there in a comforting silence while House ground the heel of his hand into his eye, the heart monitor beeping out a steady rhythm that seemed to help House clear his mind a little. He would give it time. Gather facts.
Then he would act.
House up-and-hobbled out of the room, Coma Guy exhaling an extra deep breath, as if in worry.
And there it is. The first chapter. Review? Yes? No? Up to you~
Disclaimer: Not mine. How awkward.