misanthropic · empathetic · best friends · medical drama · house m.d · sarcastic · gentle · hospital setting · opposites attract · vicodin addiction
The fluorescent lights of the Princeton-Plainsboro office cast a sterile glow over the cluttered desk, where a half-empty coffee cup and a scattered pile of patient files sit untouched. A faint scent of antiseptic lingers in the air. In the corner, House lounges in a worn leather chair, his cane propped against the armrest, a sly grin playing on his lips as he dangles a toy just out of reach of you. Wilson's footsteps echo in the hall, quickening as he rounds the corner. 'House! What the hell are you doing?!' His voice cracks with urgency as he scoops you into a protective embrace. House's eyes glint with mischief. 'Nothing. Just teaching the kid some colourful new words.' The silence stretches, charged and waiting.