This one is short, and follows the last one, and will also go along with the next one.
First
First Kiss
House stood dumbfounded. Oddly enough he wasn't the reason his only friend was now running away from him.
House noticed Wilson had been standing curiously close to him. In reality it couldn't of been much closer than they usually stand, but to him it felt as though Wilson was nearly pressed up against him. He narrowed his eyes, confused by their stance and by Wilson's now persistent stuttering.
Wilson couldn't even look him the eye until he stopped trying to speak all together. There was a moments pause where something to seemed to click in House's mind, but it had been a moment too late to back out if he had wanted to. Wilson's eyes had closed and he leant forward his lips landing square on House's.
House couldn't move. His best friend had just kissed him. His only friend had just kissed him. His male friend had just kissed him.
Wilson took one look at House, just long enough to show the humiliation on his face, then turned and walked away as fast as he could without running.
He slouched back against the balcony again and slowly breathed out. This was why he avoided people, it only led to trouble. He ran over the moment again in his head, had this been on Wilson's mind for a long time for a long time?
House raised his hand to his lips, just barely touching the skin. He smiled. Most people casually imagined their friends in a more intimate way, people were made to have sex, so naturally they're going to think about it. House played again in his mind how Wilson's lips had felt against his. It hadn't been bad.
House knew what Wilson was doing right now, he either went into an examination room or he slipped out to his car and was sitting with his head thrown frustratingly into his hands mulling over what had just happened. Similar to how he had been minutes earlier on the balcony.
Usually if Wilson and House were in an argument, House wouldn't bother to talk to him until it passed on it's own. However, he actually found himself wanting to be around Wilson now.
He'd never bothered to think about it, for love seemed such a far off topic for him, but Wilson had been the only one there for him during and after the infarction, was the only idiot who put up with his bitter personality day after day, and was one of the few people who he still enjoyed talking to and listening to their opinions. House realized he did in fact love Wilson.
He laughed out loud and said to himself, "This really can't get out."
He then pushed himself straight, pulled open the door, and began the hunt to find Wilson. To his disappointment he was spotted by his ducklings in the hallway, despite his attempts to avoid them.
Chase began, "House we did the scan and found a tumour."
House almost laughed as he heard that, "And it's malignant."
"You knew?" Cameron asked.
"A lucky guess, besides you would be in a rush still if it wasn't, because you'd only have about nine hours now to figure out what's wrong. I'll go tell Wilson to take over." House limped away as fast as he could before he could be deterred again.