Wyn

[drfeelbad]

"Wyn?" House stopped him in the hallway. "You have a minute?"

Part of him wanted to wait until he had more answers to talk to Wyn about the tests he'd been doing, but hee probably deserved to stay informed.

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[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn laughed brightly, holding the door open for the other man and then leading the way to the counter where he ordered himself a cappuccino and then nodded for Greg to order too.

[drfeelbad]

House just asked for black coffee, and then turned back to Wyn. "Thanks," he said.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Drinks in hand, Wyn led them to a table near the back, his favourite place to sit and people watch without really being seen himself.

"I come here a lot lately," he admitted. "Even when walking was harder, I would make my way here just to sit alone."

[drfeelbad]

House's gaze slid down to Wyn's legs. "No lingering limp," he observed. "Good."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I was worried it wouldn't heal properly, but it looks okay, and the pain finally stopped..."

He felt a hint of guilt at that, knowing the pain would never stop for Greg.

[drfeelbad]

"I'm glad," House said quickly, and then took a sip of his coffee.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"...How's your leg doing?" he asked softly. "How's your pain, I mean."

[drfeelbad]

"It doesn't change," said House. "But hey, it's not worse. Guess I'm a glass half full kind of guy."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I could... I could take the pain away for a while," Wyn offered.

[drfeelbad]

House hesitated. "That kind of magic can't come without a price. I want to at least know what that price is."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Don't worry about the price, it's a cost I can pay on my own. Just let me help," Wyn said gently.

[drfeelbad]

"All right, then I will give you another reason," House said calmly, though he felt very tense. "I do not think it would be wise for me to acquire an addiction to you."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I'd be flattered if you did," Wyn said. "But alright, I won't offer if it makes you uncomfortable- I just hate knowing you're in pain."

[drfeelbad]

House looked at him for a long moment then, and finally said, "Wyn, I'll be straight with you. If it seems like I'm trying to keep my distance, I am. It's not your fault, it's..." Fuck why had he started trying to say this. "You've gotten into my head in a way that isn't entirely appropriate. Which is my problem, not yours."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn looked confused, but it only took a moment to understand what Greg was saying.

"I'm sorry. Is it my hormones? I'm wearing my necklace... But I can also actively try and keep them in check. I don't- I don't want you to be uncomfortable around me."

[drfeelbad]

"It's not," said House. At least he didn't think it was. "Maybe you should just forget I said anything, I just didn't want you to think... look, it's just that it's my problem, it's not you. Okay?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Okay," Wyn said softly, not sure why that made his heart ache just a little.

[drfeelbad]

God he was so fucking lonely.

House took another drink of the coffee. "It's good," he said awkwardly.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"It is," Wyn nodded, though he was just holding his cup. looking down into it.

"Sometimes when I sip it it feels like it's warming my soul."

[drfeelbad]

"Mmmm perhaps this is the cure for my cold, dead heart," House said. Which was a phrase he'd heard more than once.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Oh, I don't think your heart is cold at all," Wyn purred.

[drfeelbad]

Yeah that tone in his voice was absolutely not helping.


"You flatter me," he said as he looked at him straight in the eyes.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I just tell the truth," Wyn assured him, holding his gaze a beat.

[drfeelbad]

Was it the pheromones? Fuck.

"Well then," he said, "guess I don't need melting after all."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn smiled at that, his expression soft and warm.

"I fear I've fallen behind somewhat in my studies," he admitted, content to simply chat away with the other man.