House MD stories - Chapter 1: Chapter 1

You were sitting in your office trying to finish your paperwork when Gregory House came bursting in with Wilson in tow. He walks in front of your desk and waits for you to say something. Wilson follows behind him and stands slightly back. You don't say anything for a few minutes as you're trying to finish the work you were doing before you got interrupted. House begins staring at you with wide eyes hoping that will get you to say something. He lifts up his arm and out it out to the side and waves it around.
'Um hello? Did you not see my entrance?' He says moving his arm up and down.
'No one could miss you House. I'm busy. What do you want?' You don't even look up at him.
'Wilson doesn't believe me.'
'I'm sure Wilson does believe in you. He's your most supportive friend, well you're only friend. I don't really understand your problem.'
'You're not listening to me, that's not what I said. Wilson doesn't believe me.'
You don't really have the energy for his games today but you know that he won't leave you alone until you bite. 'Oh no. Why doesn't Wilson believe you? What did you tell him?' You mock a worried look as you finally meet his face.
'I told him.'
'Told him what?' You're more confused now.
'You know.' He points his finger at you and then points his thumb back at him.
'What?!' You slightly raise your voice.
'Oh sweetie don't worry, I'm sure Wilson will be supportive once he realises it's true.' He winks at you.
'Don't sweetie me. Why did you tell him?' You glare at him.
'Because I couldn't keep it to myself anymore. I wanted to tell someone.'
'No. No. You didn't do this for any kind of support. You did this for bragging rights.'
'Maybe a little. Don't we all brag sometimes?'
You shake your head and look back at your paperwork. 'You more than most House.'
During this conversation Wilson is simply just flicking his eyes between the two of you. He's very confused. He doesn't believe House, as previously discussed, but that's because he doesn't think you would stoop down to House's level. You two continue to bicker like an old married couple while Wilson sits down on the couch in your office trying to process what is happening.
'Can't you just help me prove it to him?'
'Why should I?'
He looks at you as if to say come on.
You stand up and walk over to him. You look at him and then look to Wilson. 'It's true Wilson.'
'I'll believe it when I see it.' Wilson says crossing his arms.
You look up at House and say 'If I do this, will you two leave my office?' He nods.
You grab his face and give him a peck.
Wilson rolls his eyes and says. 'I've been more passionate with my great aunt.'
'Mable?' House raises his arm for a high five. 'Up high!'
You look between the two of them and then do something you didn't think you would ever do or need to do in front of Wilson. You grab House, you lightly squeeze. You look at Wilson with a raised eyebrow. He looks as if his jaw is going to dislocate from his mouth it's so wide. He can't take his eyes off of it.
You take your hand away and give House a kiss on the cheek. 'We're done now. Goodbye. I'll see you later for dinner.'
House looks at Wilson. 'She didn't even ask me to cough. Huh.' He does a breathy laugh. He turns to you and whispers ' I think you straightened out my limp a little.' He winks at you and begins to walk out of your office.
Wilson is still stuck to the sofa with his mouth agape. House turns around to see he hasn't moved. 'You might be stuck with him for a little while.' He motions to Wilson as he stands in the door way.
'Oh that's no problem, I'm sure he's the quiet one out of the two of you.' Again you don't even look at either of them. You try to get back to work. House leaves and shuts the door. Wilson is still sat in the same spot, blinking slowly. You decide not say anything to him, just let him process that.
~1 hour later~
Wilson is still sat in your office. His mouth is shut now and he's blinking more normally, but his face is scrunched with confusion. He's been mumbling for the past few minutes. You think he's had long enough to process it, guy decide it's time to talk to him.
'Wilson.' He looks at you. 'Are you Ok ? You have been sat there for about an hour, silently.'
'I-I.' He pauses. 'You and House?!' He exclaims slightly raising his voice.
'Yes. Did I not prove it enough? Do you need me to have sex with him in front of you? Will that make you believe us?' He raise an eyebrow.
'No. No. No! I believe you. I'm confused.'
'What about?'
'You hate each other?'
'As cliche as it sounds, and don't tell House I said this, the line between love and hate is very thin. We use it like a jump rope.'
'Hmm.'
'I think it's best you get back to work now. At least House can sleep easy now knowing that you believe him.' You laugh as he slowly walks out of your office.