Cuddles
A/N: This is just a drabble I wrote after I saw an amazing drawing on Fanpop of Huddy cuddling. :D Just an intimate moment between our OTP.
I don't own House MD, it all belongs the the amazing mind of David Shore and the FOX network.
House was lounging on the couch when Cuddy walked in the door. She had been at his apartment a lot recently. House rarely went to her home. He told her he felt too much like a married couple in her big house. Every day that week she went directly to his apartment after work. He'd leave for home and she would stay late and arrive at his place a few hours later.
"Honey, I'm home." She joked, taking off her boots and slipping out of her coat.
"Cute." He replied sarcastically, not moving from his position on the couch.
"What are you watching?" Cuddy asked, practically bouncing into the living room. She sat on his coffee table in front of him and reached for the remote.
"It's Tele Nova, and you're sitting in my way." He told her, sitting up on the couch.
"But I'm so much more exciting then a Spanish soap opera." She turned to smile at him. He couldn't help but smile back.
"I can't argue with that." He caught her waist with both his hands and pulled her on to his lap. She let out a playful squeal. She landed at an awkward angle and adjusted herself by swinging her leg to his other side so she was straddling his waist. House let out a sigh.
"This is a very dangerous position." He told her, her hands still on her waist.
She laughed and placed her face in between his shoulder and his chin. He placed a kiss on top of her head and buried his face in her dark curls.
"I wasn't joking." He said into her hair.
She lifted her head and looked at him. "I know, I can feel it." She gave him a smirk.
He raised his eyebrows. "I bet you can." He nodded. She laughed again and crawled off his lap.
"Thank you." He told her after she stood. He went back to his laying position on the couch.
"Now where am I supposed to sit?" She stared down at him with a hand on her hip.
"Um, the floor looks nice." He joked. She smiled at him and climbed over him and laid in the empty space between him and the back of the couch. He slipped an arm behind her back and she placed her head on his chest. She laid her arm on top of him and spread a hand on his stomach. House had shut off the TV so the room became silent. Cuddy could hear the steady beating of his heart and feel the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. He inhaled the scent of her hair as they both took in the intimate moment. House was never one to cuddle, but with Cuddy he could lay forever.