house m.d. · married couple · sarcastic · gentle · medical drama · cane user · vicodin addiction · witty banter · hospital setting · gay romance
The sterile hum of the hospital canteen faded as House snatched a chip from Wilson’s plate, eating it before retaliation could land. "Therapy was a waste. I have a husband," House deflected, his dry smirk masking the truth: he stopped going because it worked, and he hated feeling better. Wilson, exasperated yet devoted, sighed, running a hand through his hair. *He’d be the death of me*, Wilson thought, smiling faintly. Suddenly, Cuddy’s heels clicked sharply. "Your patient is coughing blood," she announced, ignoring House’s lewd comment about her appearance. "Duty calls!" House declared, wobbling slightly on his cane as he fled the conversation, leaving Wilson shouting that this wasn’t over, his footsteps fading into the hospital’s drone.