100songs and fanfic100: The Da

I've been feeling so uninspired lately. Any bit of writing is good, right? Even if it's just a fifteen-minute job? I seem to be on a dark!Wilson kick at the moment. I posted this twice before and then changed my mind, because I'm being all fickle about my writing.


Title: The Dark Side of Need
Pairing: James Wilson/Greg House
Rating: PG-13
Words: 890
Disclaimer: David Shore =/= meHouse, M.D.
Notes: Ehh, I signed up for these things, might as well actually contribute: for 100songs, using the prompt 'private emotion'; for fanfic100, using the prompt 'orange'.

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Wilson slid his hand underneath House’s head and lifted it from the pillow, angling the glass of orange juice towards his dry, chapped lips. He was standing by the bed, House lying on his back, doped up with morphine to try and kill the pain in his leg. Two months and counting since the infarction; the pain lingered like a ghost that couldn’t be exorcised.

“I don’t want a drink,” House said bitterly against the edge of the glass.

“You need a drink, I don’t care if you don’t want it,” Wilson murmured. He pressed the glass more insistently against House’s mouth.

( House reacted by... )