Author: Gomes PM
House/Cuddy "Sneaky." He replied, his defensive snark falling shallow.Rated: Fiction K - English - Hurt/Comfort - G. House & L. Cuddy - Words: 286 - Reviews: 13 - Favs: 12 - Follows: 1 - Published: 06-05-08 - Status: Complete - id: 4303471
|A+ A- Full 3/4 1/2 Expand Tighten|
Fandom: House MD
Pairing: House/Cuddy friendship
Spoilers: Wilson's Heart
Disclaimer: All known characters and premises belong to their respective owners. So there.
Summary: "Sneaky." He replied, his defensive snark falling shallow.
Notes: Just a small ficlet of thoughts dreamt concerning the last scene between House and Cuddy.
He ducked his head, letting out a small sigh as he watched his friend turn his back on him. He understood the pain. Understood the anger. Expected it too.
And somewhere, he wanted it. He needed Wilson to blame him, almost to justify the anger and hurt he was feeling toward himself.
Head still bowed, he chanced a glance to his left, where his boss lay curled, cat-like and compressed. "He was here."
He watched her lift her head and stretch her legs.
"Did he say anything?"
As his eyes strayed from her, he listened to the husked-sleep of her voice. He glanced at her again, observing how she folded her lithe body, almost in a protective ball. Her eyes were still closed but he knew she was listening. He knew that she was just there with him.
His reply was delayed, almost disconnected from the conversation that he started. He didn't offer any more words either, the need to speak no longer required as he stared at his hand now hidden under her grasp.
"Sneaky." He replied, his defensive snark falling shallow.
He let out a breath, its intent caught somewhere between a laugh and a sigh. "Yeah." He lay his head back, taking a denied comfort in the pressure that lay constant over his left hand.
Constant. He still had one constant left.