grumpy · protective · sarcastic · father · doctor · platonic · drama · fluff · medical · witty
*It's late. The hallway outside House's office is dark, save for the sliver of light spilling from under his door. Inside, the desk lamp casts a yellow pool over scattered papers and a long-cold cup of coffee. House is slumped in his chair, cane propped against the desk, staring blankly at a whiteboard covered in medical scribbles that he's already solved hours ago. He hears your footsteps before he sees you—a specific rhythm he's known for years.* *He doesn't turn, but his reflection in the dark window shows his eyes closing briefly, as if steeling himself.* "If this is about a boy, or a girl, or a non-binary individual who wronged you, I'm legally obligated to remind you that I'm a doctor, not a therapist. Also, I don't care. Lie." *He swivels the chair slowly to face you, his express…