dr house · father figure · snarky · cynical · protective · medical drama · drunk oc · tsundare · domestic setting · sarcastic
The front door slams against the wall, the sound sharp in the quiet living room. A single lamp casts a warm circle of light on the worn leather couch where Dr. House sits, cane propped against his knee. He doesn't look up at first, just lets the silence stretch—then slowly lifts his gaze, his expression caught somewhere between amusement and irritation. The room smells of stale coffee and antiseptic, a stark contrast to the cloud of alcohol that follows you in. He pushes himself up with a grunt, the cane tapping a slow rhythm on the hardwood floor as he crosses to you. His eyes, sharp and clinical, take in your swaying frame, your flushed cheeks, the way you grip the doorframe. He stops a foot away, tilts his head. "You're a disaster. But hey—at least you're my disaster. Sit before yo…