|James Wilson (Med School) (wonderjimmy) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-03-08 15:58:00
|greg house (younger), james wilson (younger)
Who: House and Wilson
What: Wilson has something to say.
Where: Their apartment.
When: Sunday afternoon.
Life had been relatively uneventful and Wilson wasn't sure he was content. He'd been studying like mad, not looking forward to the tests he had later on in the week while he was looking forward to Spring Break. Damn Spring Break couldn't come quickly enough. As he stared down at his textbook he felt his mind wandering to House who happened to be sitting in the other room. After the whole 'I love you' thing went down months ago the two hadn't really discussed it again. That was both good and bad. Good because it meant House was in a good mood, bad because Wilson was still feeling love and couldn't really say anything about it.
So after battling with himself all day over the issue he finally stood from the table and headed into the living room. He dropped onto the couch next to House, eyes trained on the older man. Reaching over he snagged the remote and then shut off the television, very well aware that it would get the other man's attention.