she is raging/and the storm blows up in her eyes

[drghouse]

After a long day of pretending to work, House liked nothing better than a nice long soak, especially when the weather was going back and forth between winter and spring. House, in fact, was going to kill the next idiot who mentioned robins red-breast heralding spring. Get back to him when it was eighty everyday and then he could talk. Until then

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[m_hisbetterhalf]

Marguerite came into the bathroom a second later. "Of course." She knew he was in pain, and therefore, she wasn't looking for personal time or anything. She did her best to take care of him in these times before. "Is the warm water helping?" Some days it did, and some days the pain seemed too much.

[drghouse]

"Yeah, some. Just thought I'd get some company," House said, groaning and closing his eyes. "It's bad today."

[m_hisbetterhalf]

"Understandable." She said as she leaned over to press a soft kiss to his lips. "I can not imagine such pain. I doubt I would be as brave as you. One more reason why I love you." It spilled out really. She hadn't said such sensitive words before. Part of her was afraid to say them. She didn't want to rush their relationship at all, but he had managed to put some sort of spell over her. She had come to love him...and all his flaws.

[drghouse]

House arched a brow. "Love, huh? Someone brainwash you lately, Marguerite?"

Secretly though, he was glad. He loved her too, but he wasn't the type to say it.