A/N: This is a post-episode fic for 5X04, Birthmarks
A/N: This is a post-episode fic for 5X04, Birthmarks. I love love LOVED that episode, by the way, and the whole time this scene was playing, I'm sitting there quivering, like "Say it! Say it!" and then "Kiss him! Kiss him!!"
Lol. I haven't written fanfiction in a while, so please forgive me if this fic stinks. I'm a bit rusty… sweatdrop
Comments are welcome and sincerely appreciated!
-AmayaSora
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Admit It!!
"Admit it! Admit it!"
"What are you, five?" Wilson asked, annoyed, no, exasperated.
"Admit it! Admit it!"
Deep, calming breaths, Wilson tells himself. He is five, and so he'll stop if you just don't acknowledge it…
"Admit it! Admit it!"
Or not. Perhaps he should admit it... because now that Wilson thinks about it he knows House is right.
"Admit it! Admit it!"
No, on second thought, just ignore him, just ignore him... his face is awfully close to mine, Wilson's mind suddenly supplies.
"Admit it!"
It's a bit unnerving, actually... and creepy. If he'd just back up a few feet, thinking would be so, so much easier.
"Admit it!"
Wilson can't control his temper any longer, he really can't. His hand reaches out for the bottle on the able in front of him, but then House's face moves a bit, the shadows change, lengthen. And his eyes... something in his eyes touches Wilson deep down. And he substitutes a crashing of lips for the shattering of a bottle.
House kisses him back, and then, when they break, whispers "Admit it... again." And Wilson gladly obliges.