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crack_van2007-07-29 11:18 pm
Darkness On The Edge Of Town by karaokegal (NC-17)
Fandom: HOUSE
Pairing: House/Wilson
Author on LJ:
karaokegal
Author Website: housefic tag
Why this must be read:
My tastes tend towards the happy and fluffy, but I make exceptions (okay, a lot of exceptions) for darker fare, and
karaokegal writes some of the best. This story may send you into a downward spiral of despair, but it's worth it. Excerpt:
“And you propose to do this how?” he asked apprehensively. Knowing House’s approach to treatment, the cure for infidelity might well be a double orchidectomy. He was also intrigued and oddly grateful for the intervention. In twenty-four hours, Marguerite had gone from a new colleague to something he had to have, at least temporarily. He could already feel her hair against his shoulder as he held her in his arms afterwards. Something must be wrong with him. If House had a suggestion, he’d like to hear it.
“You think the other man’s grass will get you higher. Maybe it’s not the grass you want. It’s the other man.”
Wilson rubbed the bridge of his nose as he tried to make sense of House’s bizarrely mixed metaphor.
“If I’m translating correctly, you’re saying that I’m a repressed homosexual waiting to come bounding out of the closet, which you think is preferable to my cheating on my wife with a woman. So which pretty boy did you pick to be my ‘Mystery Date’?”
He wondered how long House intended to keep the joke going. Maybe he’d arranged for Chase to make an appearance with some test results.
“I didn’t say you were looking for a boy.”
Darkness On The Edge Of Town
Pairing: House/Wilson
Author on LJ:
Author Website: housefic tag
Why this must be read:
My tastes tend towards the happy and fluffy, but I make exceptions (okay, a lot of exceptions) for darker fare, and
“And you propose to do this how?” he asked apprehensively. Knowing House’s approach to treatment, the cure for infidelity might well be a double orchidectomy. He was also intrigued and oddly grateful for the intervention. In twenty-four hours, Marguerite had gone from a new colleague to something he had to have, at least temporarily. He could already feel her hair against his shoulder as he held her in his arms afterwards. Something must be wrong with him. If House had a suggestion, he’d like to hear it.
“You think the other man’s grass will get you higher. Maybe it’s not the grass you want. It’s the other man.”
Wilson rubbed the bridge of his nose as he tried to make sense of House’s bizarrely mixed metaphor.
“If I’m translating correctly, you’re saying that I’m a repressed homosexual waiting to come bounding out of the closet, which you think is preferable to my cheating on my wife with a woman. So which pretty boy did you pick to be my ‘Mystery Date’?”
He wondered how long House intended to keep the joke going. Maybe he’d arranged for Chase to make an appearance with some test results.
“I didn’t say you were looking for a boy.”
Darkness On The Edge Of Town
