Comments | rubicks_complex: rp for Cuddy

rubicks_complex

rp for Cuddy

Jun 28, 2007 12:12

House made his way slowly down the hallway, towards his room. Thanks to Snape’s potion, he was in considerably less pain than he’d been since first meeting Snape in the bar… or really, since discovering about Cuddy and Dean. Which, to House, felt like eons ago now. Maybe it was eons ago - it wasn’t like he had any idea how much time had passed ( Read more... )

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l_cuddy_md June 28 2007, 02:43:02 UTC

Cuddy had finally managed to pull herself together...or at least look like she'd pulled herself together. She'd cleaned up and used a cold cloth on her face to undo some of the after-effects of all those tears. A handful of aspirin to subdue a pounding headache and she'd felt semi-human again ( ... )

rubicks_complex June 28 2007, 06:10:04 UTC

The moment Cuddy opened the door, the things that were circling through his mind came to a stop. He didn't return her smile, but the frustrated look on his face softened. It didn't matter if he was still angry or hurt about what happened, seeing Cuddy reminded him of some of the nasty things he'd said to her last time, and the fact that he regretted saying them ( ... )

l_cuddy_md June 28 2007, 13:04:46 UTC

The moment she saw House, even as tense as he appeared to be, she felt a rush of...affection, regret, apprehension.... Boy, if House had been looking for uncomplicated he'd most definitely gotten way off course. The positive side was that whatever he thought he'd been looking for, he had been looking for it with her. He'd admitted that much. True, he'd only admitted it in the heat of the moment but still.... It had to count for something.

She turned to watch House claim the center of the room in the midst of an awkward silence. Her mood fell a bit when he said all he wanted was his pill, but what had she expected? "Hi, honey, how was your day? The part that didn't involve yelling and crying over meaningless sex?" Yeah, that was likely ( ... )

rubicks_complex June 28 2007, 15:56:43 UTC

When Cuddy headed off to fetch his pill, House allowed himself to look up at her with his eyes while she was unaware. It was very hard to look at her and not think about the way she looked naked, or how passionate she was in bed, or the way she touched him. And with that came thoughts of how she'd shared that with Dean, too. House dropped his eyes back to the floor again. On top of everything else he'd experienced today dealing with Wilson, feeling crushed only made him feel ten times heavier. Didn't matter if she said Dean didn't mean anything, House couldn't shake how crushed he felt. Brooding over it all since he left her room last certainly didn't help ( ... )

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