House and Chase walked into the hospital side-by-side, having decided to play the happy couple and see how it goes. Chase was nervous. House was smirking. This was gonna be fun.
They walked into the main hall and saw a huge banner draped over the second-floor balcony.
"Congrats to the new House family! Dr. House and Chase-House! We knew it!"
Chase looked like he'd love to die on the spot. House tried not to burst out laughing.
Under the banner stood the hospital staff and they were all smirking at them. Cuddy and Wilson were clapping, along with the nurses. Cameron looked a little uneasy and Foreman was laughing. All the nurses were looking at the "happy" couple.
"Oh. My. God." Groaned House.
"You said no one knew!" hissed Chase, trying to maintain his smile.
"I guess rumors spread quickly." House looked grumpily at everyone, trying to hide his embarrassment.
"Bear with me." He hissed to Chase, turning to the other man and putting his arms round his waist. He smiled at Chase's confused stare, and then, in front of the whole hospital staff (chatting nurses, indifferent but smiling Foreman, jealous Cameron, smirking Wilson and awing Cuddy), kissed him on the lips. He felt a soft whimper of protest escape Robert's lips. Then, without any explanation, the latter relaxed into House's strong embrace, which made House soften a little.
Chase felt strange. He was kissing his most-hated boss in front of the hospital director, his jealous ex-girlfriend, his husband's best friend and his staring colleagues. Yet it somehow felt too right. The soft embrace that couldn't belong to bitchy-scratchy House, the gentle touch of slightly wet lips. The butterflies in his stomach went crazy.
They pulled apart and Chase found himself to be lost. He felt wrong without House's arms around him.
The nurses were smiling and cheering, Cuddy and Wilson were watching them intently and whispering to each other animatedly.
And Cameron was glowering.
***
"Why the hell did you kiss me?" asked Chase angrily, striding into House's office after him.
"I had to make it look real." Shrugged House.
"Like hell! You LIKE kissing me!" said Chase, smirking such a House-like grin, it was scary.
"Hey! I don't even remember what kissing you feels like, I was drunk. And I can still fire you." Said House, trying to keep his face straight.
"But then you'll return to eating chips for breakfast and Haribos for dinner!"
"It's called lunch here, on the mainland, you bloody ponce!"
"Poof."
"Fag. By the way, did you see Cameron's face?"
Chase smiled, nodding. After the kiss, she turned almost purple with a nauseating hint of green. Is that even a color?
"Betcha she'll corner you in the lad today."
***
"Robbie? Can I talk to you?"
Chase groaned internally.