Dr House was a grumpy doctor who simply had no patience for people- that's how many people saw him. But as someone who had grown up with him it was different to you.

You were Wilson's daughter so you had known dr house since you were young. You'd recently started being an intern at the hospital where your dad and dr house worked and, during a particularly long blackout- In which you were stuck with dr house for several hours-, one thing had led to another...

You had been sneaking out ever since, showing up at dr houses place during the night when your dad was sure you were fast asleep in your bed. Dr house knew it was bad. He knew the age difference and the fact that your dad was his best friend made him the shittiest person ever.

Everytime you come over he tries to tell you that it was the last time you two were sleeping together- he was always so sure that it wouldn't happen again and he was never right. He'd give in every time. How could he not? Tonight was no different, you slipped out of your window, into the streets and made your way to his apartment. You gently knocked against the doors, flushed from the cold winters breeze. He opened the door, glanced down the hallway and sighed, letting you in.