Five Things Gregory House Will Never Know about Chase
By Chloe (
illiterate )
Gen, Chase-centric.
PG-13, 297 words
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ONE:
House is always ahead of him. Not just mentally, but physically as well. This is truly remarkable.
Even before the brief Ketamine miracle, House was ahead of him. Somehow, movingly awkwardly along, cane in hand like he’s coming in first place at the Disabled Olympics, which Chase has actually been to, no joke. He was 15, it was a summer internship. He’s never going to tell House about that one. It’s not worth the torment, or the pleasure it might lend him in return.
TWO:
He likes mismatching. It’s fun, it’s colorful, and it makes ten year-old girls smile. Ten year-old girls really like Chase. Maybe too much, but that sort of makes him smile too…and not in a perverted Humbert Humbert sort of way.
THREE:
Although he didn’t have enough time to work up a fully constructed fantasy, the entire time he was fucking Cameron (and the two times afterward they never told anyone about), he was pretending to be House.
Cameron was just too drugged up to notice, and Chase didn’t mind that one bit. So maybe he is kind of a pervert. But really, not in a Humbert Humbert sort of way.
FOUR:
When he isn’t paying attention to the white board during one of their little brainstorming sessions he’s just noticing how blue House’s eyes are and how if only the sky around Princeton were that blue he wouldn’t miss Australia quite as much. No one is ever going to know how much he misses Australia.
FIVE:
Chase loves his job. But he thinks cool, aloof, and slightly stupid is far better than whiny, ass-kissing (although he’s been both), know-it-all.
He won’t be naming any names, thank-you-very-much...but he thinks that if House guessed, he might answer yes or no. He pretty much always answer yes, but he'll never tell House that either.
End.
This is just a bit of late-night fluff and pretty much what happens when you spend the night at the local hospital waiting for House to suddenly show up. Wishful thinking, although I did cut out a picture of Hugh Laurie from a magazine! *wins at life*