H/W goes canon. I WISH.
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bironicOkay, that was my favorite House/Wilson dream. (Remember a couple of months ago when I said I'd never had a dream with House in it, and then I started having a bunch?) Woke up at 7 a.m. to it and am not in the least bit sorry.
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house_wilson except (a) I just posted one there last Friday and (b) I think I want to turn this into a fic, so you get the treat this time.
Stay with me, folks, I promise it's worth it. Just a moment of setup so you can "see" what I was seeing because the layout of House's apartment was different in the dream than it is on the show. The place must have been a split-ranch or something similar, because there was half a flight of stairs going up—don't ask me how that worked with House's leg—and then the hallway hooked around to the left, around two right-angle turns also to the left, and House's bedroom was at the end of the hallway. So from the perspective of the second part of the dream, his doorway was on our right with the bed visible in the middle of the room, the hall stretched away to the left, and the bathroom was straight ahead at the end of a short (few feet) extension of the hall. If that doesn't make sense, never mind.
Okay. Now:
On the landing at the top of the half-staircase in House's apartment, House and Wilson are standing locked in an embrace, their faces in each other's necks, rocking their shoulders slowly left-and-right (and I'm going Oh my God oh my God watching the show, It's House and Wilson getting together don't you dare make it turn out to be one of them and someone else, a woman or something). But it's not a trick, it's definitely them, and there's a burst of excitement/disbelief in my chest.
Cut to the bit of hallway outside House's bedroom and they're about to kiss when House's cane thumps (I'm still not sure whether he stumbles or his leg gives out or if he drops the cane or slams it into the carpet) and he pulls away and goes into the bedroom and curses and stands over the bed with his back to us, breathing hard, staring at the mattress. We can see him in his room and Wilson standing in the hall facing us, head lowered a touch, arms at his sides, looking down, and his brown eyes shift (so attractive!), and they both stand there, so clear it's what they both want but neither moving. House calls, "Can I get you anything?" meaning that Wilson'll be staying over but on the couch, and after a moment Wilson says, "...No..." (oh, his voice), eyes shifting again, and no, they're not gonna—oh, it hurts—they're hurting, and they both want it and won't...
House limps caneless into the hallway past Wilson (still standing there, looking forlorn; for all the women he's slept with, this is what matters) and into the bathroom without meeting his eyes.
I'd post this to
house_wilson except (a) I just posted one there last Friday and (b) I think I want to turn this into a fic, so you get the treat this time.Stay with me, folks, I promise it's worth it. Just a moment of setup so you can "see" what I was seeing because the layout of House's apartment was different in the dream than it is on the show. The place must have been a split-ranch or something similar, because there was half a flight of stairs going up—don't ask me how that worked with House's leg—and then the hallway hooked around to the left, around two right-angle turns also to the left, and House's bedroom was at the end of the hallway. So from the perspective of the second part of the dream, his doorway was on our right with the bed visible in the middle of the room, the hall stretched away to the left, and the bathroom was straight ahead at the end of a short (few feet) extension of the hall. If that doesn't make sense, never mind.
Okay. Now:
On the landing at the top of the half-staircase in House's apartment, House and Wilson are standing locked in an embrace, their faces in each other's necks, rocking their shoulders slowly left-and-right (and I'm going Oh my God oh my God watching the show, It's House and Wilson getting together don't you dare make it turn out to be one of them and someone else, a woman or something). But it's not a trick, it's definitely them, and there's a burst of excitement/disbelief in my chest.
Cut to the bit of hallway outside House's bedroom and they're about to kiss when House's cane thumps (I'm still not sure whether he stumbles or his leg gives out or if he drops the cane or slams it into the carpet) and he pulls away and goes into the bedroom and curses and stands over the bed with his back to us, breathing hard, staring at the mattress. We can see him in his room and Wilson standing in the hall facing us, head lowered a touch, arms at his sides, looking down, and his brown eyes shift (so attractive!), and they both stand there, so clear it's what they both want but neither moving. House calls, "Can I get you anything?" meaning that Wilson'll be staying over but on the couch, and after a moment Wilson says, "...No..." (oh, his voice), eyes shifting again, and no, they're not gonna—oh, it hurts—they're hurting, and they both want it and won't...
House limps caneless into the hallway past Wilson (still standing there, looking forlorn; for all the women he's slept with, this is what matters) and into the bathroom without meeting his eyes.
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Date: Jan. 30th, 2007 04:01 am (UTC)