"Will you marry me?"
"What?"
House rolled his eyes. "You heard me."
"Er..." Chase hesitated.
"You aren't expecting me to get down on one knee?" House mocked.
"No!" Chase exclaimed hastily.
A raised eyebrow. "You're saying no?"
"No, not no. Er... I didn't say no. I mean...yes, I did, but it's a no to the kneeling." Chase stuttered, flustered.
"And?" House probed.
"Okay, to the other." Chase said, a cheeky grin spreading over his face.
"Okay?" House smirked.
"Yes, okay. You aren't expecting me to swoon." Chase mimicked House earlier mocking tone with sparkling eyes.
"Well, you certainly could be mistaken for a swooning fair maiden." Chase took a step toward House.
"Well, you never seemed to me like a knight in shinning armor. You're just too fair dinkum." Chase whispered against House lips.
"In that case it's good that you aren't a fair maiden in spite of your shiny golden hair " House breathed and ran his hand through Chase's hair.
"Yeah, good we're neither." Chase agreed, leaning in to kiss his future husband.
Not mine ;)