I always near you

Wilson enters the clinic with a drooping face cursing everything and everyone. He quickly checks in with the nurse at the post and also quickly goes to his office. From the very morning, the day did not go as he would like. Julia freaked him out so much right from the moment she woke up that it seemed like nothing would be worse today. However, this is certainly not the case. During breakfast, he spilled hot coffee on himself, stood in a huge traffic jam on his way to work, barely got rid of an annoying patient. And now he's one big walking nerve. And even Chase and Foreman were afraid to approach him. But still there is a person in the world who will be there even when James starts destroying his office out of anger. House. Dr. Gregory House. He was literally climbing into the middle of a hurricane named James Wilson, and only an oncologist would be happy for him now. It would have been if he had deigned to leave his abode and come to him. It is clear that his loyal residents told him everything. However, he was in no hurry to go to his friend and pacify him. So Wilson went himself. He needs a hell of a lot of support right now. It is HIS support. Approaching the diagnostician's office, the man noted that there was no one there, in fact, from the residents, all the windows were tightly closed with blinds, and the owner of this very office was not observed in it either. And he decided to wait for House in the office. Entering the room, he heard the click of the lock on the door and felt strong hands pressing him against the wall. It was Gregory. His Gregory. And a second later, he felt how he was gently but persistently kissed, soothing, making it clear that everything was fine and there was absolutely no need to be angry. - I don't want to live with her anymore... - the oncologist whispered into his lips, slightly pulling away. - Don't live, Jimmy. Don't do what you don't want to do. Only here.. What do you want? - I want to be with you. Always. - So you will. Personally, I don't mind your presence. Why don't we come to my place after work? - Yes, let's go. I don't want to go home. After such a meeting with House, James really felt better. When the diagnostician limped up to the parking lot where his friend was supposed to be waiting for him, Wilson breathed a sigh of relief. He came. The apartment, which has become native, was greeted with pleasant silence and warmth. "Relax, James. Everything is already fine, and your wife is 10 miles away. - thanks. Can I stay with you? - Silly, of course you can. I'll be only too glad. - I love you, Greg, - the oncologist gently hugged the man, hugging his neck and pressing against his chest. "And I love you, Jimmy. Don't forget that I will always be there for you. Whatever happens. House gently laid Wilson on the bed, undressed, leaving only boxers, covered him with a blanket, undressed himself and lay down next to him. Firmly but gently hugging his waist, the diagnostician relaxed and heard the quiet calm breathing of his beloved. Weaving one hand into his blond curls, he also fell asleep peacefully. Now James Wilson and Gregory House are really happy.