Fic: Riddles and Actions

[cadeira]

Fandom: House, M.D.
Pairing: House&Wilson
Words: around 347
Comment: topaz_eyes has invited to an excellent flashfic writing exercise here at housefic_meta. And this is my small contribution:


Certain medical riddles could keep House up till late at night. But none of those had ever have such an impact on him like the personal riddle he had started to experience last night when Wilson had come over and had turned the Baseball evening into a Grabby Award-worthy make out session. Usually, when he slept he was able to come up with an idea to cure the patient over night. Or he kept brooding in his hospital office until he found the next clue to the puzzle. This time the whole mess had started here in his own four walls and he wasn´t sure if there was a meaningful solution to it at all. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!, was the first thing that came into his mind when he woke up. He hated such colossal problems. Minor changes on patients were much easier to detect. A slighty twitching hand could open up a whole new range of diseases to choose from or to condemn. It was something he could deal with. But if a man with a hugely magnified neon green head would enter the clinic, he´d probably have no idea where to begin with the diagnosis. He couldn´t stick a biopsy needle into everything to get test results out of it... well, actually he could but that wouldn´t help in this case.

House, who so often presses his point that treating a patient although the diagnosis wasn´t perfectly clear was better than letting him die, felt a rush of blood in his head as Wilson, clearly still asleep, turned around on the other side of the bed.
He knew that noone was going to stop him if his diagnosis was really off-hook this time.
A worrying and diagnosis-rejecting Cameron appearing right before his mental eye made at least one thing very clear to him. Stop thinking in fucking analogies or metaphors just for once!
So it was him to take the next step. Who´d have thought that? And he extended a resolute but affectionate hand to the bare shoulder at his left.




And two more "flashes":
1.Blue eyes trying to make a point. Black eye deserved.

2.Between The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea:

"I should hate you but I guess I love you."
"How poignant!"
"Oh, shut up and kiss me."

Comments

[triedunture.livejournal.com]

Aww, that's sort of sweet and melancholy all at once.

[cadeira.livejournal.com]

It´s so kind of you to leave a comment. This is my first real prose-like thingy ever and it´s kinda odd to post it.
It´s actually taken from a longer piece I had written; and after a time I didn´t really like the rest anymore.
I guess I really need a beta for my kingdom fic. I even have something like an outline with motives and a main idea and stuff - not as badly unorganized as this one. ^^

[triedunture.livejournal.com]

I will gladly beta the Kingdom fic! I've been awfully stuck on mine, just no time, you know? But e-mail me when you've drafted something and I can take a look-see.