Gregory House hated winter. It made him remember painful ice baths and nights spent outside with little to protect him from the wintery elements. He particularly hated it when it snowed. The snow reminded him of things he used to be able to do before his infarction – skiing, snowboarding and ice hockey. These days it only served to remind him how much Stacey ruined his life and how crippled he actually was. He hated how the snow made him walk even slower than usual. He hated how he had to be so careful lest he slip on some ice and inevitably land on his bad leg. He hated how the cold weather made the pain in his leg increase twofold which just exacerbated the fact that he had to walk more slowly and pay more attention to where he was walking.
There were a few things that House liked about the winter months, though he would never admit it to anybody. He liked how the cold wind made a certain brunette immunologist's cheeks pink, standing out in stark contrast against her ivory skin. He liked her childish love of the snow but most of all, he liked it when she offered to walk to his car with him to make sure he didn't slip. From anyone else such a suggestion would have been a crushing blow to his ego, but from her it was comforting.
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