The Little Things

Chapter 10

I slowly came to feeling wonderfully comfortable and refreshed. I then realized that again Greg and I were wrapped up together in each others arms. If I could have stayed there, holding him and him holding me all day I would have but we had things to do before the concert.

I cautiously released my hold from around Greg's waist and tried to peal out from his grip when he started to stir. "Hey, sleepy head! Would you like to sleep some more or would you like to get the day started?"

"Huh?" and he started pull his arm from around me and started rubbing his face groaning ever so slightly.

"Well, you try and get some more rest! I'm going to get up, take a shower and get breakfast ready, okay?" I stated more than asked as I started to get up from the bed.

He just grunted and rolled over to a more comfortable position and fell asleep again. I smiled and walked towards the bathroom; grabbing my clothes along the way.

After my shower, I went into the kitchen to make some breakfast. I decided to go with the only breakfast makings I had which were pancakes, eggs and sausage. Part way into cooking, I felt as though I was being watched. I looked over my shoulder to find Greg standing at the doorway. He slowly walked up behind me and reached over to the plate of sausage that I had sitting on the counter to my right.

"I think I'm more of a bacon man but sausage is good too," he said as he swallowed his first bite of sausage.

"So you don't mind a little sausage now and again?" I said with a chuckle.

He just groaned in response, leaned over, gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, "I need a shower. You mind?"

"Nope, go right ahead. I'll be done in about twenty anyways. Towels are in the hallway in the linen closet. Why don't you call Jimmy and see if he'll swing by your place and grab some clothes for you and bring them here? Then we could all hang out until the concert."

"Good idea. Though, there will be a lot of questioning but I think I can handle him," he said as he walked off towards the bedroom.

House grabbed Cameron's apartment phone which is next to her bed on the nightstand and dialed Wilson's number while he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Hello," came a voice through the receiver.

"Hey Jimmy. How's it going?"

"Hey House! Where are you calling from? I don't recognize the number on my caller I.D."

"Oh, I'm at Ally's hence why I'm calling you. I was wondering if you could do me a favor."

"What's up?"

"Well, would you mind swinging by my place and grabbing my clothes for me and bringing them over here. Ally was figuring that we could all hang out before the concert."

"Wait! YOU SLEPT OVER THERE?"

"Whooaa, whoa Jimmy boy. Calm down. I don't need to explain myself to you! Could you just do that for me."

"Bu… but… I just… ahhhh…" he gathered himself. "Yeah, which clothes do you want? Just grab me my boxer, socks, jeans, and one of my rock T's. I have my leather jacket here already. Oh, grab my toothbrush, deodorant and cologne for me. That should be all I need, I think. You know where the key is, right?"

"Yeah, but when I get over there you two have some 'splaining to do Lucy," he said in his best Desi Arnaz accent.

"Yeah, yeah, hurry up and get over here. Ally's making breakfast. Well, I guess it's brunch now so maybe we'll save you some if you hurry."

"Ohh, cool! Yeah, sounds good. See you in a little." House hung the phone up and walked to the door of the bedroom.

"Ally, can we save some breakfast for Jimmy?" I heard Greg yell.

"Yeah, no prob! There'll be plenty. I guess this is more of a brunch, huh?"

"Yeah, that's what I told Jimmy. I'll be in the shower if you need me."

A few seconds later I heard the water turn on and the bathroom door shut.

It was fifteen minutes later, right as I was flipping the last pancake onto a plate when I heard a knock at the door. I turned the stove off and walked over to the front door and opened it. Jimmy was standing there with a bag and handed it to me.

"Come on in," I said as I stood aside to let him in. He walked by me and sat on my couch. I shut the door and walked behind the couch and said, "That was really quick Jimmy. Greg only called you maybe ten, fifteen minutes ago."

"Well, I was ready when he called, we only live a few miles from one another plus he said something about brunch," he said as he looked over at me with a smile.

"Yep, I just finished cooking! You have good timing. Let me just give these to Greg and we'll get to eating when he gets out."

I walked into my bedroom and over to the bathroom. The water was no longer running. I knocked twice and turned the doorknob opening the door only part way. Greg was standing there drying off with the towel coving only his lower region. He jumped back a little as I stuck out the bag for him to take. He reached forward with his left hand keeping his right hand firmly on the towel that was covering his manhood.

"Thanks," was all he said as he took the bag and then I promptly closed the door. I was just laughing inside because my whole point in doing that and everything I did last night was to make sure he knows how comfortable I am with him. His reactions have been priceless though. I think he's gotten the hint that I'm giving him about our friendship because I'm sure in any other circumstance he would have said something snarky with regards to me just barging in. I think he's much more comfortable with me though then he wants to be.

I walked out to hang out with Jimmy until Greg was done.

"So, House stayed here last night?" he asked slightly intrigued.

"Yeah, I mean we fell asleep out here on the couch and by the time we woke up it was passed 2am so we just went to my bed and slept."

"You what?" he said in a raspy whisper.

"I said we slept Jimmy. Nothing more. I didn't want him driving home since it was late and he was still tired plus I didn't want him on the couch because his leg was already giving him hll. He didn't want me on the couch so we bickered back and forth until we just agreed to share the bed."

"Ahhh, okay," he replied. "So, just so I'm ahead of the game, is there anything going on between…," he said then pointing to the bedroom and pointing to me.

"Nothing," I replied.

"Do you want there to be?" he asked quite bluntly.

I took a deeper breath then normal; almost a sigh and said, "Look Jimmy, I love being friends with him. We're closer then I ever thought possible. I'm not going to push him but," I said as I looked over my shoulder at the bedroom, then back at Jimmy and whispered, "I still care for him. I'm going to let things go at his pace and if nothing ever comes from it that'll be fine too."

"Oh man," he said in response.

"Just please don't say anything," I whispered.

"Okay, no problem."