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James Wilson (Med School) (wonderjimmy) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-07-18 19:17:00

Entry tags:

greg house (young), james wilson [younger]

Who: Young!House and Young!Wilson
What: Realizing they are married
Where: Their place
When: After House gets back from hanging with Mark
Warnings: Language!

Wilson was lost in this new, crazy world. The night he'd spent with Anne had been nice but she'd left the next morning, leaving him epically alone. After checking out of the hotel he managed to find his way to a rather nice townhouse in the upper East side. Looks like he lived in New York now. With a sigh he'd gone around the house, straightening up and just getting his bearings.

Finally when evening rolled along he made himself a hot pocket and plunked down in front of the plasma screen TV to watch a WWE repeat.

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sherlockhouse
2008-07-18 09:27 pm UTC (link)

"Shit."

Looking up at the house with a little grin plastered on his face, since a high Greg was a happy Greg, he gaped at what was supposedly his place. He checked the address again, making sure the cabbie hadn't been an asshole and dropped him at the wrong place, but it seemed to match up well enough so he pulled out his keys and walked up the steps. It wasn't so much a walk as a hop. Hop up one step. Giggle slightly. Hope up another. Giggle some more.

Getting to the door, he shoved his keys in and leaned into the door, swinging in on it when it opened, starting to sing to himself 'Out In the Streets'. He put his keys in his pocket and ignored the fact-or didn't notice period-that the television was on. He just wandered towards the kitchen, wanting a drink of milk really bad.

"When I'm out in the street, whoa-oh-oh..."

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	wonderjimmy 2008-07-18 09:32 pm UTC (link)
	Hearing the door open, Wilson was suddenly on his feet. "Hello?" Following the noise he found House and scowled. "What the hell?" He snapped irritably, smelling the weed on his friend as he followed him. "How did you find where I live and better yet, how did you get in?!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

sherlockhouse
2008-07-18 09:36 pm UTC (link)

When he was found, Greg stumbled back, a lanky set of limbs in a flail, before he was settled again, waving his hands, "Ssh," He said, stopping in his tracks and putting a finger to his lips, 'Hear that?" A pause, "Ssh. SsSssshh," He then moved closer to Wilson before-

THWAP! He hit the man upside the head.

"Stop yelling, I had a key, Lucy. And I live here, so get out. I need some me time."

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	wonderjimmy 2008-07-18 09:39 pm UTC (link)
	Yelping, Wilson recoiled, eyes narrowed in House's direction. He pointed an accusing finger at the man, "No, I live here so you need to get out. This is my place. My driver's license says so." Scoffing, he moved to put his hands on his hips. "Go have some 'you' time in your own home." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-18 09:48 pm UTC (link)
	"Don't," He waved his hands then mimicked Wilson's stance, "At me. Look. Loook," He pulled out his wallet and threw it at Wilson, "I live here. Read my license. Now shoo," He walked around Wilson towards the kitchen, opening the fridge door. "Want me some moo juice." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-18 09:55 pm UTC (link)
	He caught the wallet, flipping it open to read the license, scowling as he pulled out his own and compared the two. Then he realized what was happening. "No. Fucking. Way." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-18 10:01 pm UTC (link)
	"Yes. Fucking. Way, I want milk. Christ, you argue this much with everyone you live with?" Greg had already deduced that they lived together here. His logic hadn't taken it any further yet, and he poured himself a glass of milk happily, humming his Bruce Springsteen and sort of bopping his head. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-18 10:03 pm UTC (link)
	"Milk is in the fridge, you nit wit. Now tell me, why would we live together if we each have our respective wives?" Wilson set House's wallet on the counter, shaking his head, hoping the other man would make his own deductions as he headed back into the living room to finish watching his wrestling. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

sherlockhouse
2008-07-18 10:15 pm UTC (link)

"I got it, ball sac, chill," Greg grumbled as he smacked his lips obnoxiously, "Mmmm," He closed his eyes and hammed up his enjoying of the milk just to annoy Wilson before he left the room and it hit Greg what the guy had said.

Wandering into the living room with his milk, Greg pointed a finger, "Are you implying, James Wilson, that I am your happily wedded husband?"

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	wonderjimmy 2008-07-18 10:19 pm UTC (link)
	"I wouldn't call it 'happily' but it would appear so." James glared a little bit at his wedding band before taking it off, dropping it onto the side table. "Now tell me that's not fucked up. Ugh. And this place? Has absolutely no liquor in it. We'll have to go buy some." At the moment, Wilson was jealous that Greg got to be high while he was painfully sober. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-18 10:25 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh, that hurts," Greg pointed at the ring removal and held up his left hand-the one used for pointing, old righty holding that milk, "I'm keeping mine on, see?" He then plopped down on a chair, "Get some booze, wife, and lubricate our dying flame." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-18 10:26 pm UTC (link)
	"Who says I'm the wife? I'm not the wife." He crossed his arms over his chest, rolling his eyes. "Neither of us are the wife, or husband! We're not supposed to be married. This is some sick prank." Scoffing, he stared at the TV. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-18 10:28 pm UTC (link)
	That got a "Pfffffft" from Greg, "you are totally the wife," He shook his head, "And who would prank us both? No one knows me and you well enough to prank us together. Hell, I don't even know you well enough," He rolled his head to the side to look at the TV, "Wrestling?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-18 10:30 pm UTC (link)
	"Yes." Was Wilson's only response to House's berating, obviously done talking about their apparently 'marriage'. He'd have to look into getting a divorce (if that was even possible) once he was settled in. Then again, maybe being married to the great Greg House wouldn't be so bad. He'd certainly have enough money to tide him over until he graduated. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-18 10:36 pm UTC (link)
	Greg leaned back in his seat, sipping his milk before he decided that he wasn't done talking about this yet, "So, when we divorce, who gets the house?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-18 10:38 pm UTC (link)
	"Since you didn't take my short answers and silence as a 'don't talk' warning, I'll give you one verbally: I don't want to talk about this right now." James stated with a scowl, arms still crossed over his chest, brown eyes trained on the TV. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-18 10:47 pm UTC (link)
	Greg scowled, "I married a bitch," He grumbled, sighing and laying his head back, his high getting severely harshed by this, "A bitch with a cock. Shit." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-18 10:52 pm UTC (link)
	Rolling his eyes, Wilson continued scowling, thoughtful. "You can have the stupid house." He finally admitted, sighing softly. No point in fighting for it, because he'd just give in anyway. Perhaps he was younger but he was still just as giving as he was when he grew older. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-18 10:57 pm UTC (link)
	Greg sighed, "Can't we work it out, sweetpea?" He crooned before shrugging, "We can both live here. Bigger than a dorm," He shrugged again before snorting, "I call the master bedroom, though. Since you were offering me the house there and I am letting you stay." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

wonderjimmy
2008-07-18 11:00 pm UTC (link)

"Fine. Whatever." He could deal with a smaller room - it didn't matter. Standing, he left the living room to rummage around the kitchen for any ounce of alcohol he could get his hands on. Of course he'd already looked in all the obvious places but now he was looking in the not-so-obvious ones.

Under the sink, behind the pipes he found a jar of moonshine. Not exactly his drink of choice but alcohol was alcohol. Pulling it out he grabbed a shot glass and set it out on the counter.

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	sherlockhouse 2008-07-18 11:12 pm UTC (link)
	Like a cat to the sound of a can opener, Greg appeared. "Is that what I think it is?" He pointed (so much pointing going on tonight!), "And which one of us made it? My wifey, the booze hound?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-18 11:20 pm UTC (link)
	"As if I know. I just found it." Shrugging, Wilson pulled out another shot glass and sloppily poured some moonshine into both. He picked up his and downed it, practically gagging as his eyes water. "Jesus Christ this stuff is nasty." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-18 11:24 pm UTC (link)
	Greg was more cautious, even if he was high, after seeing Wilson's reaction. He sniffed it and wrinkled his nose. "Moonshine?" He muttered, sipping it and grimacing, "Yeah." He downed the rest and coughed heavily as he poured some more, "Good find, wife." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-18 11:25 pm UTC (link)
	"Stop calling me 'wife'. I'm not your wife." Wilson stated as he poured them both another shot. The stuff was disgusting but he really needed to get drunk. He downed a second shot. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-18 11:27 pm UTC (link)
	"We're married," Greg coughed out, "What else am I supposed to call you?" He had his second shot and poured himself a third, "Hmmm?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-18 11:31 pm UTC (link)
	"You could just call me by my name? Just throwing that out there." James stated with a sigh, downing a third shot as well, grimacing. "Or 'Hubby' is fine with me." He added dryly, feeling a bit dizzy. "I think...we should move to the couch with this." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-18 11:33 pm UTC (link)
	Greg shook his head-bad call, bad call, he stopped and scowled, "Not hubby. Jimmy works for now," He then just took his glass and wandered to the couch, sitting down with a sigh, drunk, high, and getting more drunk. "Just so you know, I expect an open marriage." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-18 11:35 pm UTC (link)
	Bringing the jar with him and the shot glass, he headed into the living room, dropping onto the couch. He poured another shot and downed it, rolling his eyes. "Of course. We're not going to be getting sex from each other after all." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-19 12:31 am UTC (link)
	"Nope," Greg agreed, grabbing the bottle to pour himself another shot, "Not unless I go real gay, real quick." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-19 12:32 am UTC (link)
	"Doesn't matter if you go gay. I wouldn't consent even if you did." He too poured himself a shot and downed it, though soon he was going to have to slow down lest he end up puking. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-19 12:46 am UTC (link)
	"You'd so blow me," Greg scoffed, wrinkling his nose, "No doubt about it, get you drunk enough and you are practically drooling for it," He pointed to his crotch, just to clarify that 'it' was his dick. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-19 12:55 am UTC (link)
	Wilson wrinkled his nose. "I would not blow you. I don't care how drunk I am. See? I'm drunk," he hiccuped, "right now but I'm not salivating over your dick." With a shake of his head - which he regretted a moment later, he poured yet another shot. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-19 09:58 am UTC (link)
	"Not yet," Greg pointed out, pointing at Wilson, "Soon enough, though. Oh, will you be hungry for it," He had one more shot before he figured if he had any more he'd either pass out or puke, and he lay back on the couch, happily high, drunk and smug. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-19 02:41 pm UTC (link)
	Downing his last shot as well, Wilson too leaned back and closed his eyes with a little huff. "No. I really won't. That's disgusting, House." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-19 02:48 pm UTC (link)
	"You are disgusting, Wilson, trying to get me drunk on moonshine and take advantage," He threw back, even if he knew that that was not the case. He was just saying it to be an ass at this point. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-19 02:50 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh yeah, you caught me. Because I'm so trying to take advantage of you right now." He scoffed, scowling a little because House's words had made him think. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-19 03:11 pm UTC (link)
	"Kneeeew it," Greg sung out before yawning and reaching up a hand to rub at his cheek, "I need to sleep. But I don't want you coming in and snuggling with me while I do it, okay, Wilma?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wonderjimmy 2008-07-19 03:20 pm UTC (link)
	"I wouldn't want to snuggle you." Wilson snapped as he stood, almost stumbling over himself before catching himself and hopelessly stumbling into the guest bedroom. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sherlockhouse 2008-07-19 03:37 pm UTC (link)
	"You say that now, but one loong and lonely night down the road!" Greg left it at that before getting himself to the master bedroom and plopping down on the bed, managing to get off his shirt before he was asleep. (Reply to this) (Parent)