As asked, a second. :D Not slash as such; Julie find out about Wilson and House. Sort of. More slash later I think.
Wilson was trying to sneak into his house through the back door. He was sure it wasn't going to work, but he felt guilty enough to try. Ever since that first night with House – that wonderful, magical night – he had been spending more and more time at his boyfriend's apartment, and his wife was getting suspicious.
Wilson opened the door a touch, moving it slowly so that it wouldn't squeak and slipped through it silently, only to be met by the steely gaze of his wife. He winced.
Julie was standing in the middle of the kitchen with her hands on her hips, a singularly fierce look on her face.
"You were out again last night," she said sharply, "Where were you?"
"I was just out," Wilson said, trying to push past her. She grabbed his arm.
"Are you having an affair?" she hissed in his ear.
"I'm not seeing another woman," Wilson replied coldly.
"That's not what I asked," Julie said quietly. "I can smell a male scent on you. It's House isn't it."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Wilson managed to pull away from her.
"Fine! Go to him! But I you won't see me again. I'll divorce you and fight you for everything you've got, you bastard!"
Wilson turned on his heel and strode back out the door.
I hope you like it...