Title: Love is a Battlefield
Pairing: House/Wilson
Rating: PG
A tug, a pull, a yank, and the blankets once again change hand. A moan, a grunt, a grumble, and the war continues on. Back and forth, the woven cotton clothes move across the bed, covering him, then covering you, then covering him again. It's childish really, but the night is cold and the blankets are few, and damnit, you had them first.
A sigh of defeat rings through the air, then a back is turned, shivering from cold. You roll your eyes, pull him close, and the battle is ended in a draw. You both, finally, sleep in peace.