House

[london_spy]

The trip took much longer than he'd hoped, and he'd been right in assuming he'd wind up taking a ship back. That would have been fine, except the damn thing had sunk  miles out from the shore, forcing him and the other passengers to struggle to shore on planks and leaky lifeboats.

He'd done it though, all without losing a single item from House's order.

He was feeling victorious- Until only a few hours into the last leg of his trip back he'd begun coughing and his body shakey and unsteady by the time he reached Greg's door and began to knock.

Comments

[london_spy]

"I get why you're not keen to go back," Danny assured him. "Sound like a bunch of twats."

[drfeelbad]

House snorted. "That they are," he said. "Like I said, I prefer to be my own boss."

[london_spy]

"Must be hard making money out here though," Danny noted, resting his eyes as he spoke.

[drfeelbad]

"I make do," House said. "Besides, what do I need a lot of money for?"

Absently, he pulled the blanket over Danny.

[london_spy]

Danny didn't reply, so much as he offered a yawn before snuggling deeper under the blanket.

[drfeelbad]

House actually sat there for quite a while, watching him.

... and then realized that that was probably kind of weird. And so once he was pretty sure Danny was asleep, he carefully got up and left.