Does this fic exist? (if not, feel free to write it! ;)

[xantemortemx.livejournal.com]

Hi! Does anyone here know of a fic that goes something like:

1: House confronts Wilson about some little thing he did... odd behavior/thing he said/something that made House suspicious.
2: And Wilson tells House it's because he's in love with him (and means it, but is prepared to joke it off..)
3: House either
a) doesn't believe him (or believes it, and reacts badly) and Wilson jokes it off as a bad aprils fools joke or something.
b) believes him and haves some kind of "oh, good, 'cause I love you too" reaction <3
c) any other reaction welcome too... preferably within the genre of H/W FLUFF. :x

Doesn't have to be exactly like it, just anything along those lines. :)
 

Comments

[soophelia.livejournal.com]

There was one that probably meets your description.

House notices that someone keeps leaving him food (a brownie for breakfast, a burger, etc). and he deduces that it's Wilson and he wonders why Wilson is feeding him.

I remember House states to Wilson that Wilson was giving him [House] the things he loves because he [Wilson] wants to be one of them. It's fluffy, but I don't remember the name of the fic or if that's what you're looking for.

[xantemortemx.livejournal.com]

Thanks!! I would like to read it, if anyone who sees this knows the name of it ^__^

[(Anonymous)]

I believe that this is the story that you seek:

http://queenzulu.livejournal.com/198098.html

sorry about the lame copying and pasting, but...as long as you get to read the story, right? =)

[xantemortemx.livejournal.com]

Yup, it's perfectly fine! THANK YOU! :) *off to read*

[daisy1409354.livejournal.com]

“You’re giving me things like I like – the things I … love. The chocolate, fresh homemade bread, the McHeartAttack. The scotch.”

Wilson moved toward the sink, began to pile the dirty dishes in it, turned on the tap. House reached around him to turn it off and settled his hip against the counter, facing Wilson as he stared into the sink.

“And now this, dinner, in my apartment.” Something clicked in his head as he watched Wilson blush furiously, keeping his gaze down and on the dishes. “You give me the things I love because you want to be one of them.”




This is what your looking for One Meal at a Time


(http://l57371.livejournal.com/4409.html)

[xantemortemx.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much! ^^