House

[london_spy]

He'd invited Greg around. It was his day off from school, and it would be nice to spend some time together- Even if things were complicated right now. Greg was grieving, and Danny was starting to take steps to open his business. Things felt unsteady and strange, but Danny was stubborn, and wanted to try and navigate it all. He wanted to make all of this work somehow.

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[london_spy]

Danny tilted his head to return the kiss, his hand resting on Greg's shoulder.

They could navigate this. Danny was sure of it. They'd work this all out.

[drfeelbad]

House deepened the kiss as he pulled Danny to his feet. He'd missed him.

[london_spy]

Danny moved with him, slipping his arms around him and holding on tight.

[drfeelbad]

There was no pretending House wasn't a little fucked up right now. He was still grieving. He'd been a wreck for the past two weeks. Drinking, mostly. But the only thing that had really made him want to stop was the desire to see Danny. And to not be a wreck for him.

His leg suddenly buckled and he grunted in pain. He'd go see Fin the next day.

"Let's go sit down," he said.

[london_spy]

Danny nodded, slipping an arm around him and subtly helping him over to the sofa.

[drfeelbad]

With that impending visit on his mind, House said, "It's going to cost something, for Fin to take away my pain. That's how fae magic works. It's been fine so far, but... I don't know what it might be."

[london_spy]

"Well, he doesn't need money. He paid John ten-thousand quid to do something for him recently. Not that John would tell me about it," Danny frowned.

[drfeelbad]

"No, it won't be money," House said. "I'm sure it will be fine, I just don't want to hide things, especially when it comes to magic."

[london_spy]

"I appreciate that," Danny said softly. "But don't... Don't let him take anything you don't want to give."

[drfeelbad]

House nodded, not wanting to make an explicit promise that he wasn't sure he could keep.

Instead, he leaned in and kissed him again.

[london_spy]

It wasn't a reassuring kiss, but Danny didn't want to fight- Certainly not about Fin. Kissing seemed like a far better option.

[drfeelbad]

It wasn't intended as reassurance for that, but... perhaps for more. For everything. Reassurance that things were still fine between them.

And House, at least, felt the spark when they kissed.

[london_spy]

Danny raked his fingers through the other man's hair, kissing him again and then embracing him.

He nearly said those three words again, but he knew they weighed heavily on Greg. Best not to, Danny thought.

[drfeelbad]

Despite the conflict still roiling inside him, House still felt more content in that moment than he had in some time.

"Danny," he murmured, "I'm so grateful for you."

[london_spy]

"Yeah, well, give me time, I'm sure I can fuck it up," Danny joked.

[drfeelbad]

"Funny, I was going to say the same thing." House tilted his head and kissed his neck instead.

[london_spy]

Danny laughed and smiled, tilting his head and closing his eyes.

"We could place bets on who'll fuck up first..."

[drfeelbad]

House trailed kisses to his collarbone, and slid a hand onto his thigh. "Maybe we shouldn't press our luck," he murmured.

[london_spy]

"Fair enough," Danny laughed, gasping softly. "...Thought we were going to cuddle and watch telly."

[drfeelbad]

"I'm sorry," said House softly. "Would you rather...?"

[london_spy]

"I mean, I do so care about the lives of Housewives who are oh-so real, but... Kissing is nice. I like kissing," Danny smiled.

[drfeelbad]

House's hand moved higher on his thigh, and he kissed him again. It felt nice... normal.

[london_spy]

Danny moved to straddle him, moving cautiously, not wanting to hurt his leg.

"Is this okay?" he asked softly.

[drfeelbad]

"Yes," House said, wrapping one arm around his waist. "Try not to worry about hurting me. Let me worry about that."

[london_spy]

"I can't help it, I don't want to hurt you," Danny said, his hands coming to rest on the other man's shoulders. "I never want to hurt you, Greg."