Five

"I'm the king of the world!"

"No, you're just drunk."

"'M not! You're drunk!"

Chase smiled at House, very drunk himself. But the older doctor was T-R-A-S-H-E-D.

They were standing at the fake Eiffel Tower, both smiling into a camera. Click! A small Polaroid was in their hands. Chase smiled, snuggling closer to House:

"You should keep it."

"Why me?" asked House, slurring slightly.

"'Cause I won't be the one to have no recollection of tonight." Said Chase, catching House's lips with his own.

***

"Hey, Chase! Look o'er there!" yelled House, startling the other roamers of night-time Vegas.

"A walk-in chapel? What's your point?" asked Chase, confused.

House tugged Chase close to himself and put his arms around the younger doctor.

He then leaned in, brushing a stray lock of blonde hair out of his face.

House lowered his face to Chase's and pressed his lips to his. This time the kiss wasn't sloppy, it was self-conscious and chaste.

Chase sighed contently and hugged House closer. He could stay like this forever.

He didn't realize the kiss was over when he heard House's deep voice say:

"Marry me."

***

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why would you want to marry me?" asked Chase, shocked. Not only did he not fully understand what they were doing, not only was he drunk, this "relationship" was a few hours old. Hell, it wasn't even a relationship!

"You want to know why, Chase?" asked House, taking Chase's chin and tilting it up slightly, looking into Chase's blue eyes.

"Because I love the way you look at me, like a hurt little wombat, when I make fun of your pretty hair. I love the way you chew up all the pens and pencils in the office while doing your ridiculous crossword puzzles. I love the way you sneak into my office and sit in my chair when you think I'm not around. I love it when your accent gets thicker when you try to prove your point. I love how angry you look when I call you British. I love everything about you." He said, not believing himself. He was drunk, but somehow he was thankful for that. Alcohol gave him courage to say what he felt to for Chase, finally.

Chase smiled softly. He loved how House noticed these small, meaningless little things. Things that were important to him.

"And by the way, we'd make the cutest couple in the whole damn hospital. A sexy old genius cripple and his little pet wombat." Chase laughed at that.

"So, I repeat my question. Chase… Robbie… Will you marry me?"

Chase hesitated a little. This would cause turmoil at PPTH. But then –

"Who cares about what others think? I love you and I know you feel the same."

"Yes!" Chase screamed happily, making others turn to them. He hugged House tightly, laughing and covering the older man's face in small kisses.

House laughed together with Chase. He felt alive for the first time in a very long while.

***

"Cuddy! Come on!" giggled Chase, running up to his boss, who was (if that was possible) even drunker than House, with all those men at the casino buying her drinks.

"What?"

"Come on, Cuddy! I'm getting married! Be my bridesmaid!"

"WHAT? To who?" asked Cuddy, her eyes popping out.

"House! Now, COME ON!"

"CONGRATULATIONS!" yelled Cuddy, hugging a stunned Chase.

***

"Wilson!" House limped up to his friend.

"What?" asked Wilson, trashed and in the arms of another blonde nurse.

"I'm getting' married!" yelled House happily. People at the casino looked at him drunkenly, cheering for someone they didn't even know.

"To who?" asked Wilson, standing up from the couch and gripping the armrest for support.

"Chase! Now come on, be my best man!"

***

"You may now kiss the bride! Um, sorry, the… um… groom!"

Chase kissed House happily on the lips and tossed the bouquet of flowers over his shoulder.

They turned around and collapsed in giggles. The bouquet was in Wilsons hand, who gallantly (but sloppishly) presented it to Cuddy.

***

"I'm gonna make in the best honeymoon ever." Smirked House, pushing Chase onto the lavish hotel bed covered in rose petals.

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Author's Notes: Guys, thank you for reading this one! Hey hey hey, it's not over JUST YET! Please review this one, it's my first House story. I'm sorry I haven't posted any author's notes, I know it was kind of impersonal of me. Anyhoo, review-review)))