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Takes Two (to Tango) trilogy by Usomitai (NC-17)
Fandom: HOUSE M.D.
Pairing: House/Wilson, Wilson/Cameron
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usomitai
Author Website: By tag on LJ
Why this must be read:
Another excellent example of "and then they didn't exactly live happily ever after." The trilogy of "Takes Two (to Tango)," "Familiarity (Breeds Contempt)" and "Doomed (to Repeat)" depicts House and Wilson getting together and immediately stumbling into problems of their own creation that aren't addressed nearly enough (or nearly as well) in fanfic: House gets bored, Wilson lectures, House pushes him away when he wants him closer, Wilson cheats, they're both dissatisfied although they want each other, they argue, they reconcile, and their intricate dance continues. These are two screwed-up men who know each other too well, who know what to say and do to hurt each other the most, but it's that same intimacy that allows Wilson to overcome what seem like House's best efforts to break them up. What's stayed with me since first reading this story are the well-written arguments and one-liners, House's frustration with Wilson's predictability, a disastrous first attempt at penetrative sex in which House uses Wilson as his personal gating mechanism, and Wilson's refusal to let House destroy their relationship, even if it means he needs to take... unconventional measures.
Excerpt: “Didn’t I tell you? I could have sworn that I told you.”
Wilson looked exasperated; he looked like that a lot, these days. “I think I’d remember you telling me that you’d upped the Vicodin back to the maximum recommended dose."
“Ohh,” House nodded, “that’s right.”
“What?”
“Well, I did think of telling you, but then I thought of what you’d say, then what I’d say in reply, and… after going through the conversation once, I really didn’t feel like repeating it. Certainly you understand.”
[…] “Fine. Do it in your head, if I’m that predictable.”
“I will.” House leaned back in his chair, looked up at the ceiling for a few moments. “There. This ends up with you storming out of here and a future conversation in which I still make no promises to tell you anything at all.”
“You’re a pain,” Wilson snapped before leaving.
“Told you so,” House said to an empty room.
"Takes Two (to Tango)"
Pairing: House/Wilson, Wilson/Cameron
Author on LJ:
usomitaiAuthor Website: By tag on LJ
Why this must be read:
Another excellent example of "and then they didn't exactly live happily ever after." The trilogy of "Takes Two (to Tango)," "Familiarity (Breeds Contempt)" and "Doomed (to Repeat)" depicts House and Wilson getting together and immediately stumbling into problems of their own creation that aren't addressed nearly enough (or nearly as well) in fanfic: House gets bored, Wilson lectures, House pushes him away when he wants him closer, Wilson cheats, they're both dissatisfied although they want each other, they argue, they reconcile, and their intricate dance continues. These are two screwed-up men who know each other too well, who know what to say and do to hurt each other the most, but it's that same intimacy that allows Wilson to overcome what seem like House's best efforts to break them up. What's stayed with me since first reading this story are the well-written arguments and one-liners, House's frustration with Wilson's predictability, a disastrous first attempt at penetrative sex in which House uses Wilson as his personal gating mechanism, and Wilson's refusal to let House destroy their relationship, even if it means he needs to take... unconventional measures.
Excerpt: “Didn’t I tell you? I could have sworn that I told you.”
Wilson looked exasperated; he looked like that a lot, these days. “I think I’d remember you telling me that you’d upped the Vicodin back to the maximum recommended dose."
“Ohh,” House nodded, “that’s right.”
“What?”
“Well, I did think of telling you, but then I thought of what you’d say, then what I’d say in reply, and… after going through the conversation once, I really didn’t feel like repeating it. Certainly you understand.”
[…] “Fine. Do it in your head, if I’m that predictable.”
“I will.” House leaned back in his chair, looked up at the ceiling for a few moments. “There. This ends up with you storming out of here and a future conversation in which I still make no promises to tell you anything at all.”
“You’re a pain,” Wilson snapped before leaving.
“Told you so,” House said to an empty room.
"Takes Two (to Tango)"
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