Before long Cuddy had fallen asleep on the couch, with House holding her. House smirked and thought, how cliché? But he didn’t mind it. He wanted to be the one holding her anyway. He loved her after all. He moved slowly off the couch, trying not to wake her, so she could sleep properly and put a blanket over her. He just stood there for a while admiring his sleeping beauty, before going into his room.
The volgende morning, Cuddy awoke at the smell of coffee, and saw House bringing a cup of coffee to her a few seconden later.
‘You. Made coffee?’ she zei clearly shocked.
‘Don’t act so surprised! OK, fine, u won’t get this treatment everyday’
Cuddy smiled at him, grateful for his humourous honesty.
‘Are u going to turn up at the work today?’ Cuddy asked raising her eyebrow.
‘Depends. What are u wearing?’
Cuddy scoffed.
An uur later they both arrived at the hospital, at the same time, causing many suspicious looks. Again, Wilson was there and he was just about to approach Cuddy before he remembered what happened the dag before and sheepishly backed away. Cuddy smiled at him to reassure him that it was fine to approach this time. So he did, rather nervously.
‘Hi. Cuddy. Um, h-h-how are you?’
‘Seriously Jimmy, anyone would think you’re in love with her the way you’re all st-st-st-stuttering!’ House couldn’t help but laugh, and his laughter became louder when he saw how red Wilson had become.
‘James, I’m sorry I snapped at u yesterday. u know I didn’t mean it, I was just in a bad mood. But I’m OK now.’ She smiled, hoping the slight change of subject would save him from the torment of House.
She promptly walked into her office, knowingly leaving the two men to stare at her as she walked away.
‘Did u two...?’ Wilson asked sensing that something was going on.
‘Yes.’
‘Seriously?’
‘No.’
‘Come on, what’s going on? There is definitely something going on between u two.’
‘Hey, I’m supposed to pester you about your sex life, not the other way round! Stick to your guns Jimmy!’ House smirked and walked away before Wilson could say anything.
The volgende morning, Cuddy awoke at the smell of coffee, and saw House bringing a cup of coffee to her a few seconden later.
‘You. Made coffee?’ she zei clearly shocked.
‘Don’t act so surprised! OK, fine, u won’t get this treatment everyday’
Cuddy smiled at him, grateful for his humourous honesty.
‘Are u going to turn up at the work today?’ Cuddy asked raising her eyebrow.
‘Depends. What are u wearing?’
Cuddy scoffed.
An uur later they both arrived at the hospital, at the same time, causing many suspicious looks. Again, Wilson was there and he was just about to approach Cuddy before he remembered what happened the dag before and sheepishly backed away. Cuddy smiled at him to reassure him that it was fine to approach this time. So he did, rather nervously.
‘Hi. Cuddy. Um, h-h-how are you?’
‘Seriously Jimmy, anyone would think you’re in love with her the way you’re all st-st-st-stuttering!’ House couldn’t help but laugh, and his laughter became louder when he saw how red Wilson had become.
‘James, I’m sorry I snapped at u yesterday. u know I didn’t mean it, I was just in a bad mood. But I’m OK now.’ She smiled, hoping the slight change of subject would save him from the torment of House.
She promptly walked into her office, knowingly leaving the two men to stare at her as she walked away.
‘Did u two...?’ Wilson asked sensing that something was going on.
‘Yes.’
‘Seriously?’
‘No.’
‘Come on, what’s going on? There is definitely something going on between u two.’
‘Hey, I’m supposed to pester you about your sex life, not the other way round! Stick to your guns Jimmy!’ House smirked and walked away before Wilson could say anything.
Okay, hi, my name is obviously Lena. I have been writting a fanfic for two years now. It is a House fanfic, but it is very depressing and people die. Lot's of people. Also since we don't have lot of background stories on some of the characters I made some up that are probably really far off, but interesting and they serve to make a point. In the beginning the characters are a lot younger. Cuddy is 18. I know, no one could ever be a dean at 18, but the story covers a span of 33 years so I had to make them young. If u would like me to publiceer it please comment. Thank you. =)
