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Category:
G through L › House
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
6,098
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own House, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the caracters, even if I think Chase has the sexiest accent I ever heard. Don't make any money of this.
Chapter 1
They were all four sitting in the diagnostic room, staring at the white board where the famous, brilliant but hated Dr. House was writing. He was writing for nothing to Chase's opinoin since the patient had died.
Cameron was still wiping her eyes with a soaked tissue, Foreman was silent, way too silent. Chase was daydreaming. He was completly lost in his thoughts. He almost looked peaceful.
In fact even if he was feeling guilty, the young man was totally lost in a pretty sweaty daydream. House slammed his can on the conference table, making Chase jump in surprise and loose his train of thoughts.
"Dreaming about some hot, sweaty and naked cheerleaders, Blondie?" asked House with a smirk.
"I don't like cheerleaders." answered the annoyed blond doctor.
"Oh maybe it's something else that turns you on, leathered up sexy sweaty bodies?"
"Stop it House, I'm not in the mood for torture rigth now." he pinched the bridge of his nose.
"What's wrong with you Chase?" the older doctor walked closer to Chase. "You don't like me anymore?"
"I never liked you." answered the young man in a matter-of-fact tone.
House pouted. "Oh you hurt my feelings, I thought you liked me."
He rolled his eyes and looked up to House before getting up and leaving the room.
"Good move Greg, is your intention to get everyone mad today or just Chase?" said Wilson still lying on his chair in his familiar posture.
"Just Chase, I don't want Cameron sobbing on my shirt again."
"You like him don't you?" asked James with a smile.
"No sexual looking over my doctors... or maybe just checking Cameron's ass."
"HEY!" exclamed the young woman.
"Anyways even if I must admit Chase is really sexy and good looking, I'm sure he's not masochist enough to like me in return so I'll just pass my nerves on him."
"Wait a minute, you like Chase?" asked Foreman confused.
"I didn't said I liked him, I said he's good looking, what you're blind?"
"Greg, find him and apologize. You like him he likes you, be nice for a moment in your life and get in his pants." said Wilson with a sigh.
"Why are you giving me orders James?"
"Since, I'm tired of hearing you call his name in your sleep, I'm starting now. Now leave heartbreaker."
"I hate you James. Deeply." but House walked out and started to hunt Chase in the hospital.
Chapter 1
They were all four sitting in the diagnostic room, staring at the white board where the famous, brilliant but hated Dr. House was writing. He was writing for nothing to Chase's opinoin since the patient had died.
Cameron was still wiping her eyes with a soaked tissue, Foreman was silent, way too silent. Chase was daydreaming. He was completly lost in his thoughts. He almost looked peaceful.
In fact even if he was feeling guilty, the young man was totally lost in a pretty sweaty daydream. House slammed his can on the conference table, making Chase jump in surprise and loose his train of thoughts.
"Dreaming about some hot, sweaty and naked cheerleaders, Blondie?" asked House with a smirk.
"I don't like cheerleaders." answered the annoyed blond doctor.
"Oh maybe it's something else that turns you on, leathered up sexy sweaty bodies?"
"Stop it House, I'm not in the mood for torture rigth now." he pinched the bridge of his nose.
"What's wrong with you Chase?" the older doctor walked closer to Chase. "You don't like me anymore?"
"I never liked you." answered the young man in a matter-of-fact tone.
House pouted. "Oh you hurt my feelings, I thought you liked me."
He rolled his eyes and looked up to House before getting up and leaving the room.
"Good move Greg, is your intention to get everyone mad today or just Chase?" said Wilson still lying on his chair in his familiar posture.
"Just Chase, I don't want Cameron sobbing on my shirt again."
"You like him don't you?" asked James with a smile.
"No sexual looking over my doctors... or maybe just checking Cameron's ass."
"HEY!" exclamed the young woman.
"Anyways even if I must admit Chase is really sexy and good looking, I'm sure he's not masochist enough to like me in return so I'll just pass my nerves on him."
"Wait a minute, you like Chase?" asked Foreman confused.
"I didn't said I liked him, I said he's good looking, what you're blind?"
"Greg, find him and apologize. You like him he likes you, be nice for a moment in your life and get in his pants." said Wilson with a sigh.
"Why are you giving me orders James?"
"Since, I'm tired of hearing you call his name in your sleep, I'm starting now. Now leave heartbreaker."
"I hate you James. Deeply." but House walked out and started to hunt Chase in the hospital.