ext_117805 ([identity profile] whatstheddx.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] cuddys_house 2009-07-31 01:13 am (UTC)

He was aware the whole time that the nurse was standing behind him, waiting. He wanted to turn around and snap at him to give them some space. All he could do, though, was take Cuddy's hand when she pulled back. It wouldn't matter if he barked at the nurse or not, Cuddy and Wilson would still be kicked out at three o'clock on the dot.

He wound their fingers together as they walked hand-in-hand down the hall, the sinking feeling of dread that Cuddy and Wilson were leaving weighing heavier and heavier in his gut with each step. When Cuddy turned him for one last hug, he gripped her upper arms and held her close. The expression on his face was despondent when Cuddy pulled back, though cracked a faint, thin smile when she said about him continuing his evil plotting with their kid through the phone.

"You say that now, but I know that'll only come back to bite me on the ass," he joked without much humour to his voice. He reached his hand up to hers on his cheek and kissed her palm again, then closed the distance to press his lips to hers, an exchange of soft, lingering kisses. He cupped her cheek to draw her closer, pulling back reluctantly when the kisses finally ended.

He glanced up and saw Wilson was watching them through the door where he was waiting out in the corridor. House dropped his hand from Cuddy's cheek to her belly and gave it one last rub before he pulled away from her. "Love you," he said to Cuddy quietly.

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