I haven't been posting for this for so long and I apologize for the wait. I'll just have to warn you that I don't really have a plan for this story, just gonna go along with whatever comes to my brain. But just saying, I LOVE happy Huddy, so that's what I'm gonna write in this, if only to get it out of my system. I've pretty much resigned myself to the fact that if I want my characters even remotely content, it has to be OOC for a lot of it, so if you can't handle it, don't read. Sorry. Anyways, THANK YOU to everyone who's favorited or reviewed or just read, I appreciate you so much. Enjoy!
Greg opened his eyes to a cool February morning, the weak sunlight leaking into the room. Lisa's head was currently pillowed on his chest, wrapped around his body like a vine, his left arm wrapped around her, resting on her lower back. Her left hand rested on his chest, and a smile tweaked his lips as he spotted the way the ring on her third finger sparkled in the low light. His heart felt heavy in his chest, filled to bursting with love for the woman next to him, and not so surprisingly, a happiness that he had been left without for the better part of his life.
It still shocked him to think that no more than 9 months ago he had still been miserable, in pain and lonely, caught in a self destructive downward spiral. It seemed oddly fitting that the span it took for a new life to grow would be the time it took for his life to change so drastically, moving in an entirely new direction. The about face from then to now seemed all the more powerful now, with his fiancé resting in his arms, the woman he loved with everything inside him.
A woman who at that moment stirred, releasing a yawn and then stretching like a cat before burrowing further into his side. "How long have you been awake?" She murmured. How she knew he'd been awake he didn't know, but it was just one more thing he loved about her.
Keeping his voice pitched low he whispered, "Not long. Didn't wanna risk waking you and suffering death by dragon breath." He smirked down at her as she harrumphed in protest, not quite awake enough to formulate a witty comeback. "Hey it's not like your breath doesn't stink." Suddenly gripping his right nipple between her thumb and forefinger and tweaking it. He yelped, more in surprise than pain, before catching her hand in his, ensuring the safety of his nipples for now.
"Well future wife, I'd say you'll have to get used to it. Otherwise… no morning sex for you." He smirked down at her, currently grinding his morning wood into her hip. She chuckled, rolling her eyes, even as her heart leapt, "Yes because of course you can suffer dragon breath for a good lay." He smiled before leaning down to kiss her, his hands drifting to her waist and tugging at the sleep shorts she was wearing. "The things I suffer for."
Later that day, House had just sent the team off to run tests on their newest patient when Wilson burst into his office. "You're getting married!" House spared him a glance then returned his eyes to the whiteboard of symptoms. The attention wasn't really necessary, but if he could convince Wilson he was busy, he might go away. "Yes that's what happens when you propose to someone. I faintly recall you being involved in that process." Wilson gave him a glare that he could practically feel rather than see as he placed his hands on his hips, "You tricked me into being involved in that mess. She actually said yes?"
House grunted in annoyance, giving up because his friend obviously wasn't leaving until he had instilled some valuable moral lesson. "Seeing as you saw the ring on her finger at some point this morning, or else you wouldn't be here being a pain in my ass, then yes, obviously she did agree to marry me. Now get on with the lecture. I have important things to – OOF" His words were cut off as the oncologist stepped up to him and embraced him in a bear hug, lifting him up off his feet. House was surprised that Wilson could do so, even as he tried to escape, but his friend had taken care to trap his arms, so he settled for aiming a swift kick to Wilsons shin.
"OUCH!" House was dropped unceremoniously as Wilson proceeded to hop about on one leg, gripping his injured limb in his hands. If House hadn't been so off put by the display of affection he would have been laughing hysterically. "What the hell was that for?" Wilson finally stopped hopping about and gingerly put his leg down on the ground. "It was a HUG you ASS! I was congratulating you!" House worked to keep a scowl in place even as a smile was trying to quirk up his lips, "Well, a little warning would be nice next time you go congratulating me jimmy boy. And be thankful I no longer carry a cane."
Wilson winced, but then his dopey grin, which he had barely concealed upon arrival to the conference room, bloomed on his face in full force. "House you're getting married. Have you set a date yet? Do you have a wedding planner? OOOH can I help?" House raised a single brown before snorting in disgust, "Wilson, you're such a girl. Though I suppose with three weddings under your belt you can handle one more. " The jab didn't weaken Wilsons good spirits in the slightest. "This is fantastic! I'll go talk to Lisa right away. I'll bet she wants it outdoors… and in spring, yes, that…" His voice trailed off as he spun on his heel and exited the room, not even tossing a goodbye over his shoulder as House stood there by the bulletin board, not sure whether he should be amused or annoyed by his friends behavior. He shrugged, then loped off into his inner office to hunt up his PSP, settling into his chair to distract himself for a few hours while he waited for his team to return with the test results.
This is it for a little while. I've kind of had a new idea sprung on me, should be up soon so you'll want to go check it out. Hope you all enjoyed, please leave a review on your way out! Thanks for reading.