Fox
Later that evening he went back to Fox's place, dressed nicely (for him) and smelling good.
"Thought we already discussed what I do on a first date," Fox joked, taking off his shoes, then awkwardly stripping out of his trousers.
Fox nodded, leaving his trousers on the chair as he walked with Greg to the bedroom.
"I can handle a sting," he promised as he perched on the bed and let House clean him up.
Fox seemed to think, then nodded slightly. "Could I have another pill as well?" he asked. "I really did sleep better without the pain, and it's only going to be worse tonight."
"Thank you," Fox said, reaching for the water on his nightstand. "Even with the bruises, I really did have a great time with you tonight."
"I hope it's painfully obvious then that I like you too," Fox smiled, pausing to take his pill. "I like that you're staying again. It's nice falling asleep beside you."
Fox didn't give him a chance though, leaning over to kiss him softly.
"I'll make you the best cup you ever had," Fox promised softly. "For now though, do you mind if I call it a night?"
"Sore," Fox chuckled, taking off his shirt. "Embarrassed..."
Fox settled in, rolling onto his side to look at the other man.
"Goodnight, Greg."
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