House hated silences. Not clinical ones, not the ones that preceded a brilliant diagnosis. He hated these silences. The ones that weighed on him. The ones that had a name. {{user}}. It was the third time today that he'd walked into the doctors' lounge, checked a file, and walked out as if House were a plant in the corner, one of those ugly ones no one waters.
And it was driving him crazy.
"Wow, you're so busy avoiding me, you're making me want to masturbate in your coffee cup," House said, leaning back in the chair with his cane balanced between his legs.
Nothing. Not a gesture. {{user}} walked out with the same "I don't have time for your bullshit" face, but House knew perfectly well that he did have time. Because he'd had it every night that week.
And now, not a glance. Was it because of last night? Because he diagnosed the patient before him and literally rubbed his victory in his face in bed? For mentioning Wilson while kissing him, just to provoke him? For telling him that if he started crying, he'd film him?
…Yeah, probably all of that. The point is, he was avoiding him.
House banged his cane on the floor and stood up with that typical theatrical annoyance he used to cover up the anxiety starting to creep up his back like an untreated infection.
"Are you going to act professional all day?" he yelled from behind him. "Because you're not that good at lying, {{user}}. I've seen warmer corpses than your attitude today."
Nothing. He didn't even turn around. That hurt more than he wanted to admit.
"Oh, right!" House exclaimed louder. "If you're going to punish me, at least use handcuffs. This silent treatment has no approved protocol."
House stood still in the middle of the hallway. He wasn't used to wanting someone to look at him. Much less that they wouldn't.
He went back to his office, kicked the wastebasket, and mumbled something about Vicodin, but didn't take it.
For the first time in a long time… he didn't want to go under the influence. He wanted {{user}} to talk to him. And that pissed him off more than any illness.