004. First
Actions Speak Louder Than Words
Wilson first kissed House after an argument.
It wasn't an argument with House but with his wife. Julie had been waiting for him when he got home after an evening spent eating Chinese takeaway and drinking beer with his friend. She was furious and Wilson had to admit that she had cause. She'd had a half a dozen of their, or rather her, friends over for a dinner party and he'd just clean forgotten about it in the stress of the day. Two of his patients had died and another likely wouldn't last the night and House had offered the beer and takeaway without needing much in the way of prompting. It was what he'd needed and in some ways he was glad that he'd forgotten Julie's plans; an evening spent making awkward small talk with Julie's friends would have likely been more than even his patience could have taken.
The argument had ended with Julie walking out with the suitcase he hadn't even seen when he walked in the door. He'd stood in the empty living room for nearly fifteen minutes before walking up the stairs up to the bedroom he had shared with his wife and packing his own suitcase. He didn't want to stay here; he couldn't remember the last time it had felt like home.
It hadn't taken long to arrive back at House's apartment and he could hear the soft strains of the piano as he knocked on the door. House didn't seem overly surprised to see him when he opened the door. He merely stood back and allowed Wilson to enter.
Wilson had dropped his suitcase next to the front door and stared at the piano while House closed the door. The older man had then nudged him as he limped past and something had snapped inside Wilson. He had stopped House with a hand on his shoulder then gently pushed him against the wall. House had watched him with blank curiosity until Wilson pressed against him and leaned in. Then House's eyes had widened with something that might have been panic or possibly relief. Wilson hadn't wanted to quantify it as he captured House's lips in a firm, determined kiss. House hadn't moved for one long, terrible moment then he'd subtly relaxed and opened his mouth to Wilson.
Wilson had taken this as the encouragement he wanted and plundered House's mouth before descending down his neck with a line of biting kisses. When he reached the collar of House's shirt, the older man grabbed him and pulled him up.
House first kissed Wilson after an argument.