Title: Gifts
Pairing: House/Wilson
Rating: G


'Wilson!' House called out, rattling said Wilson's doorknob. 'Let me in, come on.' He rattled some more, for good measure, and then went back into his office. He hopped over the barricade in between his part of the balcony and Wilson's, then went in through the back door.

Wilson was sitting on the floor, surrounded by wrapping paper, bows, ribbons, and other sorts of present wrapping accessories. He looked up when he heard the noise of the opening door, then quickly shoved something behind his back. 'House, get out! I'm busy here.'

'I can see that,' House said, sitting in Wilson's chair. 'What'd you get me?'

'Nothing at all. Now leave,' Wilson replied with a scowl. 'You ruin everything, you know that?'

'Sure I do.' House pulled something out of his pocket, threw it at Wilson, and left with a, 'Merry Christmas... or something. You're Jewish.'

Wilson laughed as he finished wrapping House's gift.