Yes, I know I suck horribly for uploading such a short chapter for my baby's milestone. Anyways, read the note at the bottom, 'kay? And, as always, enjoy. :)
The Buddy Collections
Chapter 50: Hide
The full moon shone brightly in the late night sky. It was almost like it was daylight. A cool, gentle breeze rustled the leaves of nearby bushes and trees, carrying the wonderfully familiar scent of a summer night.
A single glass filled with ice and amber liquid sat on the back porch table, its condensation slowly dripping down and pooling at its bottom. On either side of the small table sat a deck lounge chair that faced the cloudless sky.
An older man sat in one of the chairs, idly working on a secret project of his. He bit lightly at his bottom lip, staring from one thing in his hand to another, trying to make the right decision.
Before he had the proper time to consider, he heard a noise behind him. Somebody else was awake in the condo-like apartment.
He shoved everything back into its box, careful of where he put things, before grabbing the glass and carrying it and the box inside.
A younger man stood in front of the opened refrigerator door, the blinding white light filling the previously dark home. He only wore a long t-shirt that just barely covered him down below.
".. Wilson?" House inquired, making his way over to the kitchen island with some difficulty, "Thirsty?"
"Mm, well, I thought that if I could find the bourbon I could persuade you to come back to bed."
"Too late. I found it an hour ago."
"And you're not shit-faced drunk yet?" Wilson sounded surprised as he turned around, shutting the appliance door behind him. He squinted, willing his eyes to readjust.
"I was busy." House set the glass down before pressing a kiss to the shorter man's lips. His stubble brushed against Wilson's clean shaven face.
"When will you tell me what you're working on?"
"When I'm done with it."
The diagnostician headed back into their bedroom, grabbing Wilson's hand and pulling him along. After he put the box back in its place, he joined his lover in their bed, nuzzling his face in the younger man's brown hair.
As Wilson's breathing evened out, House's thoughts wandered to the box he had been hiding for so many weeks.
He began to slip into sleep himself, vaguely wondering if his lover would even like it when he finally gave it to him.
When he considered just how 'gay' Wilson seemed to him, though, he was reassured and slept peacefully that night.
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I really would've written more, but it's the middle of the night and I have to get up at 5 a.m. if I wanna catch my flight. I'm leaving on a week-long vacation starting tomorrow. I won't have internet access, but it's only for a week instead of the few-month-long hiatus I was forced to take at the beginning of the year...
Anyways, I'm planning on continuing this chapter, so don't worry. You will find out just what it is House is working on. If you wanna guess and if you get it right, I'll give you a personal prize/present thing (a story request of any fandom/pairing, most likely). One guess per person, yadda yadda yadda. And if more than one person guesses correctly, I'll likely just award the request to the person who got it first. I'm curious to see if anyone can guess correctly.
