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The Morning After

Wilson: So. That happened.

House: Which part? The sex, or the part where you said my name like it meant something?

Wilson: Jesus, House.

House: Wrong deity, but thanks for the compliment.

Wilson: Are you going to make this into a joke?

House: I already did. Three, actually. One internally, one out loud, and one about to ruin your morning.

Wilson: I’m serious.

House: Why start now?

Wilson: It was a mistake.

House: Sure. That’s why you held my hand after. That’s why you didn’t kick me out. That’s why you made space in the bed instead of pretending it didn’t mean anything.

Wilson: You kissed me first.

House: You kissed me back.

Wilson: This doesn’t fix anything.

House: No. But it broke a few things real good.

Wilson: We can’t do this.

House: We already did.

House: If it makes you feel better, I’ll pretend it didn’t happen. I’m good at that.

Wilson: Are you?

House: No. But you are. And I aim to enable.

[He limps toward the door. Stops.]

House (quietly): You looked happy. For like, six minutes. Thought you should know.

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Looks like I have my answer

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UMM THANK YOU SO MUCH

This has received far more attention than I thought It would

First kiss (again)

Wilson: You kissed me.

House: Correct. Keep going, this is fun.

Wilson: You kissed me, in your office, mid-argument, during work hours—

House: Look at you, listing off all the ways it was perfect.

Wilson: You kissed me like it was a punctuation mark!

House: An em dash. Dramatic. Unexpected. Linguistically sexy.

Wilson: I—I don’t even like you right now!

House: That’s never stopped you before.

Wilson: I'm in a relationship!

House: Not a good one.

Wilson: You don’t know that!

House: She calls you "Jim." That’s not love. That’s HR-approved detachment.

Wilson:

Wilson: I need air. I need—I need like eight years of therapy in reverse.

House: I can book us a couples’ retreat. How do you feel about goat yoga and emotional hostage-taking?

Wilson: You are a plague in human form.

House: A kissable plague.

Cuddy walks in.

Cuddy: House, why are there twenty medical students loitering in the hallway—

Cuddy:

Cuddy: Why is Wilson hyperventilating?

House: Science.

Wilson: I have to go. I have to—I don’t know—jump into a lake or something.

House: Wear a white shirt when you do. For science.

Cuddy: What did you do?

House: Nothing illegal. This time. Probably.

Cuddy: I swear to God—

House: He kissed me back!

Wilson, from down the hall: STOP TELLING PEOPLE!

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First kiss (again)

Wilson: You kissed me.

House: Correct. Keep going, this is fun.

Wilson: You kissed me, in your office, mid-argument, during work hours—

House: Look at you, listing off all the ways it was perfect.

Wilson: You kissed me like it was a punctuation mark!

House: An em dash. Dramatic. Unexpected. Linguistically sexy.

Wilson: I—I don’t even like you right now!

House: That’s never stopped you before.

Wilson: I'm in a relationship!

House: Not a good one.

Wilson: You don’t know that!

House: She calls you "Jim." That’s not love. That’s HR-approved detachment.

Wilson:

Wilson: I need air. I need—I need like eight years of therapy in reverse.

House: I can book us a couples’ retreat. How do you feel about goat yoga and emotional hostage-taking?

Wilson: You are a plague in human form.

House: A kissable plague.

*Cuddy walks in.*

Cuddy: House, why are there twenty medical students loitering in the hallway—

Cuddy:

Cuddy: Why is Wilson hyperventilating?

House: Science.

Wilson: I have to go. I have to—I don’t know—jump into a lake or something.

House: Wear a white shirt when you do. For science.

Cuddy: What did you do?

House: Nothing illegal. This time. Probably.

Cuddy: I swear to God—

House: He kissed me back!

Wilson, from down the hall: STOP TELLING PEOPLE!

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First Kiss

Wilson: You kissed me.

House: I did. It was excellent. You’re welcome.

Wilson: You kissed me. In the middle of an argument. About hiring a team.

House: I was bored. You were flailing. I saw an opportunity.

Wilson: That’s not how people solve conflict!

House: Worked better than therapy.

Wilson: You derailed the entire conversation!

House: I think I improved it.

Wilson: You can't just—kiss me—to win an argument!

House: You kissed back. That makes us both winners.

Wilson:

Wilson: I don’t even—do we—what are we now?

House: Tired professionals with questionable boundaries.

Wilson: I am having a full-blown crisis.

House: And you look very handsome doing it.

Wilson: I hate you.

House: Statistically unlikely.

Wilson:

House:

Wilson: Are you going to kiss me again?

House: Depends. Are we fighting again?

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Happy Pride Month🌈

House: I’m gay.

Wilson: …Okay.

House: That’s it? No dramatic gasp? No emotional breakthrough?

Wilson: House, the last time a shirtless firefighter walked by, you dropped your cane.

House: He startled me. With his abs.

Wilson: You said, "If that's a hazard, I'm ready to burn."

House: Poetic instinct.

Wilson: You rewound that scene from Top Gun eight times.

House: I was studying the cinematography.

Wilson: You moaned.

House: Fine! So I’m gay. Congratulations, Sherlock.

Wilson: Just saying, it’s not exactly a bombshell.

House: Anyway. Want to go halfsies on a lasagna?

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its that time of the year

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house wouldn’t let himself love wilson because it would mean needing him.

wilson wouldn’t let himself love house because it would mean choosing him.

So they danced around it for years,

and called it friendship.

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Domestic Hilson

The only way a House/Wilson friends-to-lovers arc would ever happen onscreen is if Wilson is on the verge of his fourth divorce and he’s spiraling and House is like, “just marry me next time, I’m less expensive.” And Wilson laughs, a little too long, and House gets weirdly quiet after that.

Wilson thinks about it all day. Like really thinks about it. And by dinner he’s like “you know, it actually makes a lot of sense. Financially. Legally.” and House, deadpan, goes “sexually” and Wilson chokes on his wine.

So they start joking about it more and more—fake engagement, tax benefits, shared insurance plans. At some point Wilson starts sleeping over more, and House is like “you practically live here, I should be charging you rent or proposing.”

The bit goes too far when Wilson’s hand lingers on House’s back for a second too long one night and they both freeze. House gets up. Walks away. Doesn’t make a joke. And Wilson can’t stop thinking about that either.

Eventually House makes one of his unhinged declarations in front of Cuddy like “Wilson’s basically my husband at this point. He knows how I like my steak and which leg my infarction is on,” and Cuddy blinks and goes “…is he?”

And House looks over at Wilson. Just looks. No smirk, no sarcasm. Just looks at him like, do you want to be?

Wilson doesn’t say anything until they’re alone, but then he’s like “you know if you actually asked me, I’d probably say yes” and House mutters “I did ask. You just didn’t hear me over your repressed heterosexual panic.”

Wilson rolls his eyes, but then he kisses him. Just once. Barely anything. And House just says “finally” like he’s been waiting three seasons.

Camera cuts to them in bed, fully clothed, watching a documentary about tumors, sharing a blanket, not touching. House says “this is domestic hell.” Wilson replies “you love it.”

House doesn’t answer, but the episode ends on a soft shot of him looking at Wilson instead of the TV.

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house md // mhairi mcfarlane

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I think we always ignore when house literally said

" I'm gay... it would explain alot , no girlfriends, I'm always with Wilson

-S2E8

This is what I'm always thinking about

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People would die

house md drinking game

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If you think James is the clingy one in the relationship, think again. Regulus, as touch starved as he is, would do anything to stay in James’ lap all day. James absolutely loves the clingy side of Regulus and is more than happy to indulge him no matter how inconvenient it may be

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*with a dark and evil aura surrounding me* I'm shy

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on kinda the same topic as the anon talking about rsl homophobic jokes there's this one interview quote that goes around ALOT which is the one where rsl is talking about how house and wilson were the loves of each others lives, but some people have cut out the bit where it says he's the one speaking and said that hugh laurie said it which irks me SO much because they are so quick to say rsl's homophobic and then not acknowledge that he said they were the loves of each others lives. nothing against hugh laurie because yeah but id expect a bit better

i couldn’t agree more! i attached the quote you’re speaking about… but there are so many other examples i could add where rsl speaks to this!