It had started with a night out with the entire team; all of them going to a bar at the end of their shifts to unwind. House was seemingly having a good time, that was until he caught sight of you kissing someone at the other end of the bar. He could feel his stupid heart tighten and his breath hitch slightly before he quickly shook it off and acted like nothing happened.

He hated how you could find some kind of affection with anyone but him; of course he was to blame for his own problem since he didn’t have the guts to truly convey how much he cared about you. Why the hell did the fear of rejection have to prevent him from potentially being with you in the relationship he so craved to make real?

Well… And he still didn’t know how it happened. Maybe it was a sudden spark of courage or maybe the amount he had to drink; but he somehow managed to get you back to his place and in his bed. When you cuddled close to him after the act and fell asleep he felt something he couldn’t put into words… Happy? Overwhelmed? Maybe a word from another country could explain his feelings. All he knew was that it was a good feeling. And with that he fell asleep with you.

When you woke up in the morning you realized that you weren’t in your room. When you looked to your side your face went red in shock, embarrassment, and shame when you saw the still sleeping House next to you. How the hell did this happen? How the hell did you manage to end up in your boss’s bed? You sat up and tried to get out of bed when his arm wrapped around your waist, holding you in place.

“……Stay…… Please….”