House

[london_spy]

Danny had spent part of the morning with John, then most of his day in class. When he finally got out the first thing he did was text Greg. He'd reached out to him the night before, but the other man had sounded stressed and busy. Danny hadn't wanted to pester him. They'd been through a lot in that place, and Danny knew Greg had to be worried about James.

Just got out of class. You free tonight? I'd like to see you.

He paused a beat, then sent another text.

I've missed you.

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[london_spy]

"Then you can sleep here," Danny promised. "You need something to help you? I have sleeping pills," he admitted.

[drfeelbad]

House hesitated. "I shouldn't. I can't sleep for twelve hours, I'll... need to go home in the morning."

[london_spy]

"Alright," Danny said, though he still seemed worried. "What about some tea then?" he offered.

[drfeelbad]

"I'm exhausted, I'm not that worried about sleeping," House said. "I'm fine, really. You don't have to worry."

[london_spy]

Danny frowned, but let it be.

Stepping into the bedroom he started to undress. It was warm in there and didn't bother with pyjamas, instead stripping down to his briefs.

[drfeelbad]

House undressed too, and climbed into the bed in his boxers. "I didn't intend to come here just to sleep."

[london_spy]

"We don't have to sleep yet, just laying down," Danny said, climbing into bed and stretching out.

[drfeelbad]

"Come here," said House, holding out his arms for him.

[london_spy]

Danny stretched, then settled in closer, one arm around Greg.

"Talk to me. Tell me what's going on."

[drfeelbad]

"You know what's going on," House said softly.

[london_spy]

"Okay- Then tell me something that has nothing to do with any of that, " Danny said gently. "Tell me about a case at work, tell me about reality TV drama. Tell me something that'll get your mind off all this for a bit."

[drfeelbad]

"I'm honestly not sure that's possible, baby," House murmured. "Why don't you tell me something."

[london_spy]

"Did you just call me baby?" Danny asked in a teasing tone. "Am I baby now?" he smiled, aiming to be a bit distracting. He honestly didn't know how else to help.

[drfeelbad]

House managed a little smile. He hadn't even realized he said it. "I guess you are."

[london_spy]

Danny smiled, leaning in and kissing Greg softly.

"I like that," he decided.

[drfeelbad]

It felt good to make him smile. "I'll remember that."

[london_spy]

"I was starting to worry we'd never be here again. Back in bed, just us together," he admitted, fingers tracing invisible patterns on Greg's chest.

[drfeelbad]

House wished that Danny wouldn't get so attached. But he was also too selfish to push him away.

"When we were in that place," House said. "I would have... I mean, I remember how I felt, that I wanted you."

[london_spy]

"You were being professional as you could be, I understand that, Greg. Respect it, even," Danny assured him.

[drfeelbad]

House chuckled. "No I wasn't. You're the one who demurred when I tried to kiss you."

[london_spy]

"Oh, right," Danny said, laughing a bit. "I take it back, dreadful doctor," he scolded playfully.

[drfeelbad]

Thinking back to this was a distraction from the other topic, at least. House's lips quirked a little. "It would have been kind of hot, don't you think?"

[london_spy]

"I suppose if you get off on medical misconduct," Danny laughed. Though his smile faded just a bit. "Besides, it wouldn't be hot if you didn't remember me."

[drfeelbad]

"I'm sorry about that," said House. "But... we can play doctor sometime if you like."

[london_spy]

"Oh? Want to examine me, Greg?" Danny teased, still touching and exploring the other man's chest.