048. Writer's Choice – Birthday
Present
House woke slowly. He felt warm, comfortable, slightly sleepy and relatively pain-free and it took nearly five minutes of luxuriating in those feelings for him to remember that he didn't usually feel like that when he woke. That was also about the time he realised that there was a warm body snuggled up next to his own and that the reason he couldn't move his arms was because they were wrapped somewhat possessively around that warm body.
It took him another five minutes of wallowing in the comfortable, relatively pain-free warmness to realise that the body snuggled up to him was male…and it was waking up. It undulated against him briefly and he felt a waking sigh waft across his skin then the body stiffened momentarily in his arms before relaxing again.
"House?" Wilson said sleepily.
"Mmmhmm," House murmured.
"You okay?"
"Mmmm," House hummed with smug satisfaction.
He heard a quiet chuckle from the head resting on his chest. "Good."
There was a moment of silence then Wilson shifted slightly.
"Are planning on letting me go anytime soon?" Wilson asked quietly.
"Hmmmrr…nope," House muttered as he tightened his arms fractionally. "Mine."
There was a moment of silence then another warm chuckle.
"You're going to have to let me go anyway," Wilson murmured, gently stroking House's chest.
"Why?" House said, determinedly clinging to the sleepy warmness.
"Because I need to go pee," Wilson said in a matter-of-fact voice.
House grumbled under his breath then slowly let go enough to allow Wilson to slide out of bed. As the bed shifted, he opened his eyes for the first time and eyed the naked body of his lover with appreciation. Wilson seemed to realise he was being watched because he paused and smiled at House.
"Enjoying your birthday present?" he asked with an enticing mix of coyness and shyness.
House gave a lazy smirk. "Best ever."