A/N: This is just a bit of a drabble. A bit OOC on House's part, but I like a bit of fluff now and then…I hope you enjoy it though. I thought it would be fun!!! 3
Surprise Attack!
House had been waiting in the closet for Wilson to come by for what seemed like hours. He had come up with the perfect plan to let the hospital know that he had claimed James Wilson for his own. He had decided that he was here and queer and he definitely had no fear. Wilson needed perhaps a bit of a push, however. So here House sat near a bucket of not so pleasant mop water and a plethora of floor wax and powdered latex gloves waiting for his love monkey and watching through a crack in the door.
It was almost noon when House finally spotted his lover coming up to the closet and he couldn't help but be happy at the timing. He was in the lobby area of the first floor, right outside Cuddy's office and most of the staff was getting ready to take breaks so they would be swarming around the lobby. House opened the door and walked out calmly, clearing his throat.
"Attention everyone!" he yelled at the top of his voice. Everyone in the area froze, staring at the head of diagnostics who was completely naked save for a picture of Wilson taped to his pelvis that barely covered his dangly bits. He locked eyes with his lover, whose face was beet red. "I am in love with James Wilson and he loves me too, so I don't want any of you bimbo's trying to get into his good graces, which often leads to getting into his pants. So keep your hands off! He is mine!"
Cuddy stepped out of her office after seeing House's nakedness making an announcement. "What are you doing, House?" she demanded, blushing a bit at the sight of him. She spotted the photo of Wilson and then looked over at the real head of oncology sympathetically. "Both of you, in my office now!" she said sternly.
"Carry on!" House told the on lookers as he followed Cuddy and the thoroughly embarrassed Wilson into Cuddy's office.
"Why?" Wilson asked simply.
"To prove I love you," House replied, kissing him deeply. Cuddy was flabbergasted as she watched two heads of departments of her hospital in a passionate lip lock.
"Extra clinic hours!" she announced twenty minutes later when they broke apart looking flushed and the photo of House could have been used as a wide brimmed hat for the throbbing member poking from under it. All in all, House had had a good day.