Day 2
Night er day swimming
When the two finally awoke, the sun was high in the sky. Wilson planned a day at the lake, swimming and relaxing, but now it looked like an afternoon of swimming and relaxing. Wilson figured this was ok, since he hadn't quite figured out how to bring the subject of swimming with House. Wilson had even gone as far as buying House the longest and coolest swimming trunks he could find. They even had flames on them, like House's cane!
"You know, I can hear you thinking," House said without rolling over, his voice partially muffled by the king sized pillow. Wilson inwardly sighed. He debated whether or not to bring up the subject and decided that he may as well
"I thought we could go to the lake today, get some sun, relax . . ." Wilson's voice trailed off. House immediately stiffened. Wilson felt the tension radiating from his body. "You can go. I'm not really one for showing off my body in public." House made himself more comfortable under the comforter, and pulled further away from Wilson.
Wilson sighed. He lay on his back, staring at the ceiling. "If this is about…" Wilson started, but was cut off immediately by House. "Of course this is about my leg!" House didn't move, but his voice was intense with a mixture of annoyance and anger. Wilson sat up and looked over at the covered up figure. "Fine. I'll go by myself while you wallow, or do whatever it is that you do. I'll wear the new swim trunks I got especially for you them." Wilson pushed the blankets off of his legs and got out of bed, and headed for the dresser. He pulled out the swim trunks he had especially got for House, and a tshirt, and headed for the bathroom. Curious, House rolled over to look at Wilson. "Hey, let me see those." Wilson was glad his back was turned to House, so he couldn't see him smiling. Wilson turned around. "What? These?" He held up the flame swim trunks. "See?" Wilson again started for the bathroom.
"Wilson." House's voice had dropped, was quieter, no longer angry. Wilson turned around and came back to the bed, sitting down on the edge. "You got those for me?" Wilson nodded. "They are really long, come down to just past the knee. They almost match your cane. I figured this way I might get you swimming again, maybe strengthen the muscles in your leg, maybe make you less of an ass." Wilson studied House's face, hopeful. House nodded, reluctantly. Wilson tossed the trunks at him. "Get dressed so we can get going." Wilson headed to the bathroom, smile plastered all over his face. Mission accomplished.