Fanfic for 14 Valentines
Title: Just a Dream.
Rating:PG-13
Summary: (House MD) House always come home to the one he loves the most.
Dr. Gregory House, M.D. pulled his motorcycle into his garage on a beautiful Friday afternoon. His work week was over and he was ready to spend the next two days holed up in his apartment with his lover.
As House opened the door, he noticed that his lover was already here. A familiar coat was tossed over a chair and he could hear noises coming from the kitchen, where the younger man liked to prepare a home cooked meal for a night in. House tossed his own jacket on top of his lover’s and walked over to lean against the kitchen doorframe.
“Enjoying yourself?” he asked him. His question was answered with an “Always” and a kiss. House smiled and pulled his lover in for a hug. While they had an interesting relationship to those who saw them at work, it was perfect for them. They had finally gotten past the many hurdles that kept them apart and he knew that it was for the long haul.
“Any big plans?” the other man asked as he went back to fixing their dinner. House could see the makings of a salad on the counter and smelled baked chicken coming from the oven. The stove top help a saucepan with green beans, which currently held his lover’s attention.
“Not much - a little food, a lot of sex. The usual.” House replied, hobbling across the kitchen to lean against the counter. His lover shot him a seductive smile before giving the green beans one last stir and turning the burner temperature down.
Arms wrapped themselves around House’s neck and another kiss was placed on his lips. “How about we get a head start on the sex part? The food will wait another hour or so…” House grinned at him before pulling the man in for a breath taking kiss.
“I think you read my mind. Right this way…” he gestured, pushing his lover toward their bedroom.
House stopped in the doorway, looking at his lover as he stripped off his dress shirt and tie. He knew he was very lucky and would forever cherish the man in this room. He turned, catching House staring and gave him a leer. “See something you like?”
This spurred House into action, drawing him toward his lover. “You, Dr. Robert Chase, are always something I like.” With that said, he leaned down to kiss him again.
* * * *
“AAAAHHHHHH!”
House sat straight up as he woke from his nightmare with a gasp. Looking wildly around the room, he was able to calm himself. No Chase here, no crazy domestic scene. Just his room. He sank back into his bed before turning over.
A hand slipped around his waist from behind, settling against his stomach. “Everything ok?” a voice asked.
“Yeah. Just a very weird dream.” House replied. “Go back to sleep…you need your energy for what I’ve got planned for you tomorrow.”
A soft chuckle was the only response he got. He glanced over his shoulder, seeing the familiar dark hair and soft face. ‘Just a dream. Only a dream’ House thought to himself as he fell back asleep.
The sight of Dr. James Wilson and Dr. Gregory House entwined on a bed was the only one he ever wanted to dream about.
Rating:PG-13
Summary: (House MD) House always come home to the one he loves the most.
Dr. Gregory House, M.D. pulled his motorcycle into his garage on a beautiful Friday afternoon. His work week was over and he was ready to spend the next two days holed up in his apartment with his lover.
As House opened the door, he noticed that his lover was already here. A familiar coat was tossed over a chair and he could hear noises coming from the kitchen, where the younger man liked to prepare a home cooked meal for a night in. House tossed his own jacket on top of his lover’s and walked over to lean against the kitchen doorframe.
“Enjoying yourself?” he asked him. His question was answered with an “Always” and a kiss. House smiled and pulled his lover in for a hug. While they had an interesting relationship to those who saw them at work, it was perfect for them. They had finally gotten past the many hurdles that kept them apart and he knew that it was for the long haul.
“Any big plans?” the other man asked as he went back to fixing their dinner. House could see the makings of a salad on the counter and smelled baked chicken coming from the oven. The stove top help a saucepan with green beans, which currently held his lover’s attention.
“Not much - a little food, a lot of sex. The usual.” House replied, hobbling across the kitchen to lean against the counter. His lover shot him a seductive smile before giving the green beans one last stir and turning the burner temperature down.
Arms wrapped themselves around House’s neck and another kiss was placed on his lips. “How about we get a head start on the sex part? The food will wait another hour or so…” House grinned at him before pulling the man in for a breath taking kiss.
“I think you read my mind. Right this way…” he gestured, pushing his lover toward their bedroom.
House stopped in the doorway, looking at his lover as he stripped off his dress shirt and tie. He knew he was very lucky and would forever cherish the man in this room. He turned, catching House staring and gave him a leer. “See something you like?”
This spurred House into action, drawing him toward his lover. “You, Dr. Robert Chase, are always something I like.” With that said, he leaned down to kiss him again.
* * * *
“AAAAHHHHHH!”
House sat straight up as he woke from his nightmare with a gasp. Looking wildly around the room, he was able to calm himself. No Chase here, no crazy domestic scene. Just his room. He sank back into his bed before turning over.
A hand slipped around his waist from behind, settling against his stomach. “Everything ok?” a voice asked.
“Yeah. Just a very weird dream.” House replied. “Go back to sleep…you need your energy for what I’ve got planned for you tomorrow.”
A soft chuckle was the only response he got. He glanced over his shoulder, seeing the familiar dark hair and soft face. ‘Just a dream. Only a dream’ House thought to himself as he fell back asleep.
The sight of Dr. James Wilson and Dr. Gregory House entwined on a bed was the only one he ever wanted to dream about.