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House & Wilson, friends forever.

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[theleanansidhe]

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Those Who Stay, a House/Wilson fanfic written and read by theleanansidhe

House stared at the bottle of pills in one of his hands and at the cell phone in the other. He was almost reluctant to take any, but even less willing to actually call Wilson when all he wanted was for the dull ache of his leg to go away. To think he'd almost gotten used to feeling it day in and day out.

He felt another twinge in his leg and his better judgment disappeared. The feel of the orange bottle in his fingers was as familiar as the pain. It might as well have opened itself.

The phone began to vibrate in his hand at the same time he heard a knock at his door. There was no need to check either, he knew who it was. He responded by simply sliding further down onto his bathroom floor.

"House!"

He ignored it.

"House!"

Wilson's voice seemed to get louder and louder as he moved through the apartment.

"House," he said as he banged on the door. "I know you're in there. I can hear your phone."

"Go away," he croaked. He picked up the phone and threw it at door. "I'm just having some intestinal issues, I'm sure you don't want to see that."

"Yeah, right," Wilson answered. "Cuddy told me what happened."

"I'm sure she did, with no bias whatsoever, right?"

"She has a point, you know."

"Huh."

"What?"

"You're being an ass, Wilson."

The bottle shook as he moved to take a few out.

"Open the fucking door, House."

He gave a little laugh.

"It was only a matter of time, you know."

"Damnit, House!"

"Just leave already, James," he placed the pills on his tongue, "The damage is already done."

The door gave a click and swung open.

"Don't even ask, a person who hangs around you long enough is bound to pick up a few things," he explained as he dropped to the floor in front of House. "I got a little sick of using the window."

"Not surprised," House mumbled around the pills.

Wilson moved closer, putting his hand on House's neck.

"Shut up, House. Just let me help," he said softly.

And so James moved even closer, putting his mouth on the other's.