Dr. Rob Chase (
dr_robchase) wrote2006-01-07 05:40 pm
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Moonshine [Wilson, House]
It didn't take long or much, but he eventually wound up with two of Jay's jugs of moonshine. He'd make it up to Jay later, he theorized to himself, after all, House asked and Chase really didn't take to refusing House's requests very often. He carried them on both thumbs, heading back down to the lab where he'd left Wilson and House last.
He made sure no one caught him along the way, that would have been bad enough, and lifted the bottles as he arrived. "Success," he announced, handing one to Wilson and one to House.
He made sure no one caught him along the way, that would have been bad enough, and lifted the bottles as he arrived. "Success," he announced, handing one to Wilson and one to House.
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"Hello," he said, lowering his voice a little. "I'm Johnny Cash."
Then he laughed, grabbed the cup again and held it up as a microphone. "I hear the train a'comin', it's rollin' 'round the bend, and I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when... I'm stuck in Fulsom Prison and time gets draggin' on... but that train keeps a'rollin on down to San Antone." He took a breath. "When I was just a baby, my momma told me son, always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns... but I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die... when I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and cry..."
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He sighed happily and leaned back in his seat, looking positively content.
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House actually smiled. "Come on. I love you, man."
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"Did I just get hit over the head?" he asked, confused. "Am I dreaming?"
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"Only if you want," he said.
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He grabbed his cane and pulled himself up, crossed the short distance to Chase, and very deliberately reached down, grabbed one of the cups, and knocked back the contents.
Then he grabbed the front of Chase's shirt, hauled him to his feet, and kissed him.
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But he pushed back against the kiss, sucking slowly on House's lower lip before kissing back with just as much force as was given.
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He couldn't pretend he didn't like it. So he didn't bother. Especially since Wilson really didn't give a fuck.
He growled low in the back of his throat and put his arm on the small of Chase's back to haul him even closer. Not good at everything, my ass.
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