Lil bishi hunter: hey guys! This is my first Finished story that I actually sorta liked. I hope that you will all be blunt but considerate when telling me what you think of my writing. WARNING! (in case you missed it in the summary) THIS CONTAINS YAOI/ (BOY/BOY ACTION) I AM SORRY IF THIS OFFENDS YOU! BUT IT IS NOT MY PROBLEM, IT IS YOURS.
Kayo: Um...Lil bishi hunter?
Lil bishi hunter: yes?
Kayo: Disclaimer.
Lil bishi hunter: oh! right! yes, well, I do not own House M.D. If I did, well, you would be hearing my screams of happiness around the world. There, On with the story!
"Come on Jimmy! I'm hungry!" complained House.
"You have no right to say that!" retorted Wilson.
"Why not?" whined House again.
"You ate my lunch!" Shot Wilson.
"Yeah? I didn't see your name on it." House shot back.
"Yes you did!"
"How would you know?"
"Because I saw you throw the piece of paper away!"
"It was a blank piece of paper."
"No it wasn't! My name was right on the lid! In big, bold letters!"
"Well, I'm still hungry."
"So am I but because of SOMEbody, we can't leave until Cuddy or those three minions of yours decide to let us out."
"It wasn't my fault!"
"Yes it was!"
"No it wasn't!"
"Did you break the crystal mongoose?"
"I thought it was a squirrel!"
"Ha! You did break it! Therefore, your fault!"
"You were supposed to be watching me! Therefore, it is your fault I broke it!"
"…Shut up Greg. Anyway, because of the crystal breaking, I can't go get anything to eat!"
"Wrong. You can. You just don't want to."
"That's because if we leave here and one of your minions sees us, Cuddy would castrate both of us."
"No she wouldn't. She would have to get to our cocks first."
"Well I don't trust her scalpel throwing abilities."
"You scared, Jimmy?"
"Well, walking down the hallway like a crippled crab with everybody watching is a disgrace I could do without." Wilson pulled at their bonds to demonstrate. "Walking back to back with you probably wouldn't be so comfy either."
"Hey!"
"And it isn't like we can hide very easily like that either with us tied together like this…"
"Especially with the way Cuddy has a way of appearing out of nowhere when ever I don't want to be seen."
"Like when you are avoiding Clinic duty?"
"Precisely. Although this is a problem, I don't think that they will starve us."
"You mean they should be coming with food?" Wilson looked up hopefully. "How do you know?"
House grinned evilly but as he was about to speak, two trays were shoved through the door.
"Hey! Can you please let us out now!?" shouted Wilson but the door closed before he could even finish.
House had already started pulling at the ropes because Wilson wasn't moving and he was hungry. In his insistence though, he pulled Wilson on top of him. This proved to be a bad idea because with Wilson on top of him, House couldn't move closer to the food. This results in an angry Wilson and a frustrated House.
"Ugh, you weigh a ton!" House complained with his face in the floor.
"Well, this wouldn't have happened if you would have waited." Wilson complained arched over House's back. "God this hurts. These ropes are digging into my chest and in this position, I can barely breath."
"Ok, hold on. We have to roll over to my right because my leg feels like a semi was on top it." House almost yelled with gritted teeth. "You also have to roll more than me."
"Ok, on three. One…two….three!" they rolled over and Wilson landed hard on his right side. "Augh!"
"You alright?" House panted, relived the pressure on his leg is gone.
"Yeah just landed on my right side a little hard." Wilson groaned slightly. It throbbed and he shifted in discomfort. " I guess I landed on it a little harder than I thought…."
House shifted a little more to the right and brushed against the knot. He immediately started to try to undo said knot. It was tight and a little difficult to do with one hand but eventually the ropes got looser and fell off entirely. He quickly turned to his fallen friend, who was wincing because of the slight pain. "My god Jimmy. Aren't we oh so graceful?"
"…Shut up Greg." Bite back Wilson, clutching his side.
House lifted up his shirt and pressed down slightly.
James hissed and said, "You asshole, quit it before I knock you over the head!"
"With what?" House replied subconsciously.
"Heh, your own cane." Wilson laughed as House unbuttoned his best friend's pants. "Woah, what the hell are you doing!?" Wilson's laughter was rudely interrupted by a blush finding its way onto his face.
House started to probe Wilson's hip with his long pianist's fingers over James's smooth creamy white skin. "Checking for fractures."
"Heh, yeah right, you just wanted to get into my pants."
"Oh yes," Greg retorted sarcastically, "I, Gregory House, the greatest diagnostician on the planet, wants to get into his best friend, James Wilson's, pants!"
"Always knew you were gay."
"Sorry you are so against homosexuals…"
"Who said I was against them?"
"You seemed a little weirded out."
"No, but while we are on the topic, I have a confession to make.
"What, that your gay?"
"Well, yes."
"Ok?"
"And I also wanted advice."
"You want advice? From me? The guy who hasn't had a date since… ever."
"Well, you are my best friend."
"I also seem to be the target of your affections."
Wilson blushed deeper and turned slightly, thus earning a slight moan of the pain that coursed through his body. House quickly made him turn around and lay still while he moved around so it was easier to talk to James.
Wilson looked up at him and asked, " How did you know?"
"I'm an evil genius diagnostician. Also you would never ask my advice about anything, knowing it would either be sarcastic or totally useless. Unless said subject was myself and what I would think on the subject of myself. You are much too obvious to pull something on me."
Wilson looked away. He guessed he was too obvious.
"James, Look at me."
Wilson looked into House's icy blue eyes. He looked sheepish, like a child whose mother caught him doing something horribly wrong and was expecting a punishment. House looked back at him and asked, "How long?"
"I-I don't know. I was scared of what it would do to us. I was still hurting from my last marriage. I thought if I ignored it, it would go away. But, it didn't. I started noticing the way that your pants moved and watched your lips when you spoke. Then I got afraid of how you would react if I couldn't hide it anymore. So I decided to ask you your advice to ask someone like you out and confess…"
"Stop…stop. You are starting to get on my nerves."
"Then what-?"
House leaned in before James could protest, catching his open mouth by surprise and gently wrapped his hand around the back of his best friend's head. James sat slightly surprised but not by much. When you had been with House for years, surprises were just part of the package. His dreams were coming true. House was kissing him. Deeply at that. This is what he wanted, so why not take it a bit further…?
Wilson trailed his hands down House's body, careful not to move his body so that he would spoil this moment with a whole lot of pain. His hands moved in slow circles on Greg's lower back, testing the waters for more exploration.
Then some idiot opened the door.