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The other night right before falling asleep I had the idea of Billy messily drinking a milkshake with his tits out.

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House MD in a nutshell:

Chase: It could be the plague.

House: I really wanna fuck Wilson.

Cuddy: You're not getting a guillotine for your patient, House!

House: Then I'll just blow Wilson.

Wilson: I wanna give some dude my kidney.

House: Can I eat your ass instead?

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they put crack in hilson

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Wilson opens the door to House's office. He hopes it's really an emergency and not House wanting to get a snickers.

"You paged-" The other words become a noise of surprise and desperation.

House stands right in front of his desk. He's pulled his pant down. His boxers, too. They're on the floor and look suspiciously like a pair Wilson owns.

"My leg's stiff," House announces proudly. He's leaning against his cane, almost posing and he's -

Wilson looks away. "I'm not a physio, House."

"It's just a dick," House says, voice rougher than usual. "You're a doctor."

Wilson finds a spot on the floor that looks vaguely like a star. "You're … hard," he mumbles. His face is probably as red as House's erection.

"Only for you, baby," House leers.

"I'm not… gay," Wilson says lamely. The most frightening thing is that he desperately wants to look.

"Wrong," House corrects him - that dick. "But not the matter right now. You think I'm hot."

"No." Wilson swears he wants to say the truth, but it feels like a lie. A lie he has told many times - to his wives, his girlfriends, his own parents.

Oh.

God.

"You're hard," House repeats Wilson's words from earlier.

Wilson stares at his own pants. Shit.

He looks at House and he shouldn't have. House is way closer now than before. Wilson can't avert his eyes, gets lost in the blue of House's iris, like a ship getting wrecked during a hurricane.

He sinks, so he grasps the only lifeline he can find. His hands find House's neck, pulling him closer. The kiss is chaste, soft and shy, but all caution gets thrown over board when House's teeth graze his lips.

When Wilson catches his breath, seconds and eternities later, House laughs against his mouth.

"Can't believe that finally got you goin' - you really are a slut."

Wilson huffs in annoyance and well, unfortunately House seems to have a point. "Who waited naked for me in his office?"

"You don't mind," House states, pushing his hips against Wilson's.

"No," Wilson breathes. "I really don't."

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It happens at lunch. Tommy suddenly chokes on his drink. Steve pats his back, laughing at Tommy's red face when he gets his own spitefulness returned to himself. He stares at Billy and swallows his sandwich the wrong way, starting to cough.

It's the end of March and way too cold outside. Despite that Billy wears a crop top, showing off his blond happy trail and abs that are still tanned as if they're in California.

Carol sighs, putting on new lipstick. "Jesus, you guys are hopeless. Hey Billy!"

She waves at him. Billy gives her a short nod before setting down his tray next to her.

"What's up, losers?" He grins and it's like the sun has just risen inside the cafeteria. His nails are painted black, Steve notices absently. The crop top reveals so much of Billy's skin and for the first time Steve realizes that Billy's got freckles everywhere.

"Earth to Harrington," Billy says, clapping his hand in front of him.

Carol laughs so hard there are tears in her eyes and judging from Billy's pissed off face it's not the first time he addressed Steve.

"What?" Steve asks dumbly. From the corner of his eyes he can see Tommy's dreamy expression. At least he's not the only one who has gotten a bit distracted.

"Boys are so stupid," Carol wheezes. Billy glares at her, but there's a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"You wanna hang out after school?" Billy says slowly like he's not sure Steve is listening. But Steve is listening. It's just that Billy is so distracting.

Carol kicks him under the table.

"Fuck," Steve groans.

Billy tilts his head, raising a brow.

"I mean yes," Steve says, neck burning.

"Cool," Billy answers, leaning a bit closer. "We can also do your idea," he whispers.

Steve's mouth hangs open. Carol clutches her belly, shaking with laughter. Billy smirks.

The bell rings. Tommy blinks. "What's goin' on?"

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wilson and sarah (the cat) in s07e12: "you must remember this"

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Pretty boy getting a ride 🩼🚙💨

Purely self indulgent thing. I broke my leg recently and was told I should draw Steve in a cast too, not to feel so lonely and I did 🤭

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Y'know when you watch a scene, and you just need to draw it?

Yeahh, I present you Wilson with his christmas hat. It happened.

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modern au steve with the exact same mullet haircut and volume, but dyed pink, making billy both melt and mad because he looks so cute😊💕💕

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it's just one of those days for billy

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everything in moderation. except garlic

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Others go on cute dates, meanwhile Wilson and House be like:

"Aha! You yawned."

"Aha! You tried to kill me."

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