|perhin (perhin) wrote in perhin_fics,|
@ 2007-12-13 14:22:00
|Entry tags:||25fluffyfics, house md, house/wilson, rated pg, slash|
25 fluffy fics, prompt: Picnic
Fandom: House, M.D.
Characters: House, Wilson
Disclaimer:I own nothing
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House walked into the bedroom to find a pair of socks as his feet were particularly cold that June evening, when he saw a layout on his bed. Not just any layout. A picnic was on his bed. House's eyes were wide and he started backing out of the room.
“Wilson! A woman has been in my apartment!” He looked everywhere for Wilson and couldn't find him. He went back to the bedroom to find Wilson sitting on the bed with a glass of wine.
“Oh, God. A woman has been in my apartment.” Wilson shook his head.”Oh, excuse me. A very feminine man has been in my apartment! Are we going to have a slumber party next?”
“House, it's romantic,” Wilson said. “I used to do this-”
“With women! I am a man! What has gotten into you head?“ House said, tapping Wilson's head with his cane. “Just because I like men, too, doesn't mean I'm gay. It means I'm bi. That also means I can be a man, not a frilly girl!”
“Well, I'm bi,too, House, but it also doesn't mean I can't show my sensitive side,” Wilson said. “Now sit your ass down and eat some of this fruit salad I made you.”
House blinked. “You even made gay food. I'm leaving to get a beer.”
“Oh, no! Wherever you go, this picnic is fallowing you!” Wilson starting taking his precious food of the bed, along with the quilt he found.
“Is that my Oma's quilt? That's my Oma's quilt! You're putting gay food and wine on it! You'll get it ruined! Off, Wilson, off!” House snatched his quilt and ran into the living room.
“You're not getting away that easy!” Wilson said picking up a plate of cookies and fallowing House.
House stashed his quilt in the hall closet and walked into the kitchen to see the mess Wilson made. “He didn't even clean up. That's not normal. Wilson's turned on me!”
“House, I didn't turn on you, dumbass,” Wilson said behind House. He put the cookies down on the counter. “I wanted to do something romantic. I couldn't think of anything else that you might like. It turns out you don't like food anymore, so I'll have to try something else next time.”
House thought for a minute. “Put it all on the kitchen table. We can eat there. But I'm drinking beer!”
“Okay. I'll have a beer,too.”
“And beer only!”
Wilson just grinned.