House is the property of Bad Hat Harry productions. I do not claim to own the show. This story is a work of fiction. The people in this story are not gay and don't take this story to represent their real lives. I'm not making any profit from this story. If you aren't into gay sex or are not 18 or older, then don't read this (Or at least don't get caught).
House Chpt. 5
House woke up at around 8:30 a.m. to an empty bed and a raging erection. He made his way to the bathroom to relieve his pressing issue and found that his apartment has indeed been vacated. He jumped into the shower to refresh himself after last night's events. After he dressed and grabbed a bagel for the road he turned and looked at his home once again before leaving.
He noisily pulled into the building's parking lot with his motorcycle at 9:15 and was greeted by a large crowd of news reporters and cameramen. After successfully getting past the group, having to beat a few knees with is cane, he strode into the front doors. He spotted Wilson, Cuddy, and his three stooges gathered around in the waiting room.
"What the hell is going on?" He asked in an annoyed tone. The ever so pretentious Cameron was the first to answer.
"A celebrity is here," she stated almost unable to control her excitement. "it's Matthew Fox. He was injured on the set of making an episode of Lost." she finished.
"He had a slight concussion, but he should be okay within a day or two." added Foreman.
"Where is he?" asked the now anxious House.
"He's upstairs in the R-Wing." informed Cuddy. House delegated responsibilities to everyone. He made his minions make up some story that would calm down the publicity of the whole ordeal. He sent Cuddy to draw up legal forms for the actor and dig up the information on what happened on set. Lastly he asked Wilson to come with him to check the severity of the situation.
As the team dispersed Wilson and House made a slow journey to the elevator, neither saying a word. It was on the trip up that House was the first to speak.
"I'm sorry." House stated, purposely avoiding Wilson eyes.
"For what?" asked the confused doctor. Last night had been one of the best nights of his life and he was able to share it with the man he had fallen in love with.
"Last night was amazing but it shouldn't have happened." House said still unable to look Wilson in the eyes. He was angry with himself for letting it happen knowing that no good would come out of it. He knew better than to let himself look vulnerable but against his better judgment chose not to think with his head that was between his ears.
"I don't understand, we both enjoyed ourselves so what's matter?" asked Wilson.
"It's hard to explain but I can't let this happen to us. If this does continue it is going to get complicated and someone's going to get hurt. I don't want that for either of us." said House now finally looking into Wilson's stunned eyes.
"What are you saying?" asked Wilson almost afraid of the answer he would receive. He wouldbe able to cope with rejection from anyone else but not House.
"I can't love you." House said in an almost inaudible whisper. At that moment the elevator doors opened and a nurse walked in separating the two doctor even more. She pushed her floor's button and naively began humming. The tension in the elevator was so overwhelming it was almost tangible.
The nurse arrived at her floor and made her departure. This time is was Wilson's turn to speak first.
"Why?" he asked no longer hurt but enraged. He had tried to give all his love to this one man and now that his heart was being kicked to the ground he was going to demand answers.
"I see how much pain you go through with your wife and I just couldn't live with myself if I was me making you feel that way." He pleaded hearing the anger in Wilson's voice. He honestly did not want to hurt Wilson so he thought it best if they not try to attempt any sort of relationship.
"You're a coward," stated Wilson, "you push everyone else out of your life and I can understand that but why me?" he finished.
"That's it. You matter the most and if I didn't have your friendship I wouldn't have anything left. I can't. I'm sorry. Please don't ask me to do something I'm not ready for." he responded.
"If you're not ready what was last night, some kind of test drive? Once I met you I knew that there wasn't anybody else for me. I hid behind a marriage I wasn't serious about and you sawhow that ended up. I thought that if I mustered up the courage to explain how much I neededyou, somehow you would understand. After yesterday I believed that I actually could have youin that way but I was wrong. You keep sending me mixed signals. You say you can't be with mebut it was you who made the first move." said Wilson now holding back tears.
"There something I thought I was strong enough to do, something I've held down for so long but I can't bring my emotions out on you. I have to do this alone and I'd hope that you would empathize." House said with his eyes on his cane. The elevator door opened to their floor and the two exited and headed towards the room.
"I don't understand what you want from me. Do want me to leave you alone, help you, or wait for you? Where do you we go from here?" asked Wilson as he opened the door into the patient'sroom.
"Just give me time." House said flatly, "Do you need me to help you with him?" he said pointing at the motionless Matthew Fox.
"No, I can manage." He said sitting in one of the chairs adjacent to the bed. In a second House was gone.
Wilson sat in the chair with his face in his hands and for once in a long time let himself cry. He thought about every emotion he had felt since he met House up until now. Granted he still loved him he understood he would have to wait for House to understand House. He had only been sitting there for a few minutes contemplating the next step in his shitty boring life until fate had to interrupt him.
"Are you okay?" asked the gorgeous star of Lost. He had been awake for only a while and heard a small portion of the conversation.
"I'll be alright thanks." said Wilson finally able to grin against his will.
"Alright, then am I okay," he said jokingly looking at the tubes sticking out of his arm.
"Oh. I'm sorry." Wilson said as he stumbled to his feet grabbing the information chart attached to the patient's bed. "I think you'll be back to perfect in about a day. I'm just gonna check some rudimentary things." he finished.
"Rudimentary. Nice word." Matthew complimented. He had noticed that Wilson had clearly been hurt by the other doctor who entered the room, so felt compelled to do something.
Wilson bent his upper body over the actor and checked the insides of his eyes. He then stretched to the point where the two men's torsos were touching so he could examine his ears. Even though Wilson wouldn't have guessed, Matthew Fox was thoroughly enjoying the weight of the doctor on him.
"You've passed the test so far. Now I just have to check your breathing." stated Wilson.
"Should I remove my shirt?" asked the actor.
"No, that is not necessary," he said absentmindedly reaching for the stethoscope, unaware that Mr. Fox had already removed his shirt. "Oh, well, in that case." He finished noticing the man's perfectly shaped chest. Surprised at the man's body he stood with his mouth slightly open and stethoscope in his hand.
"Is everything okay Dr. Wilson," asked Matthew noting that Wilson was intrigued by his body .
"Please call me James." Wilson said extending his free hand.
"Matthew." Replied the shirtless actor.
"Thanks but there aren't many people who don't know who you are." He smiled.
"Well thanks. It is nice to know that I have a fan." He said flashing him that signature grin.
"Can I do your backside first?" asked the happy again doctor.
"Excuse me?" said Matthew hoping the doctor meant what he thought he said.
"Your breathing. Can I start with your back." Said the doctor finally understanding what had happened.
"Oh. Sure." said a somewhat disappointed Matthew. Wilson placed the stethoscope on the man's back making him jump from the alien cold of the device. Wilson continued with this and made his way to the front. He told the willing patient when to inhale and exhale and Matthew followed never letting his eye off Wilson's face. Wilson finished and explained to the man that he would be better within a few days. But Matthew wasn't letting him leave that easily.
"Can you feel this?" Matthew said grabbing Wilson's hand and placing it on his heart. Wilson could feel that the man's heart was beating faster than usual but nothing dangerous probably from excitement.
"its just nerves it will calm soon enough." Wilson said trying to reassure him.
"Wait." Matthew interject. He held Wilson's hand onto his body and slowly began to drag thehand down his abdomen. Wilson was surprised that the man was blatantly flirting with himbut wasn't the one to object. Matthew continued to let Wilson's palm explore his chest andwent even lower. In only a few seconds Wilson's hands would be all over the celebrity's privates. Matthew began to groan and Wilson started to feel something hard under the bed covers.
"Wilson." called Dr. Foreman from the door causing Wilson to violently pull his hand away from Matthew's crotch. "We need you." he finished and exited.
"I have to go." Wilson said quickly trying to pull himself together.
"I'm going to see you again, right?" asked a worried Matthew Fox.
"Yes." said a sly Wilson as he walked out of the room giving the horny actor a great view of his ass.
To Be Continued. Comments and Suggestions. PLEASE & THANK YOU.