Danny

[drfeelbad]

House had spent the night at Danny's the night before, and when he woke he heard Danny in the shower. He yawned and got out of bed, making his way to the kitchen in his boxers to brew a pot of coffee.

Then he walked into the study across from the kitchen. He hadn't paid much attention to it, but then his eyes went to a dark wood case in one corner. He went over, pulled it open, and... jackpot. Chess board.

He carried it into the dining room and put it on the table, opening it up and pulling out drawers of pieces. He'd just finished putting the last white pawn in place when he heard Danny. "Want to play?" he asked. "Coffee might be done."

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[london_spy]

"Oh, well, that's nice," Danny nodded. "It's good, you know? Seeing you make friends, I mean. I know you've got Fin and that, but- That all seems so messy, and since you lost James I... I guess I worry, a bit, that you might be lonely.

[drfeelbad]

Just the mention of James caused a twinge, but House pushed it away. "Huh," he said. "I guess you're right, I made a friend." He hadn't really thought of it like that. But what else would you call it?

[london_spy]

"You should invite him over sometime, we can do dinner or something," Danny offered.

[drfeelbad]

"Sure," said House, and if he was twitchy about this at all, it was only because he had the occasional impure thought about Spencer. Not that it mattered. "Yeah, I think he'd like you." He had no idea if that was true, actually, but he liked Danny, how could anyone else not.

[london_spy]

"Cool," Danny smiled. "I'll look forward to it. ...I'd offer to cook, but no one deserves that treatment. Instead I'll promise to order in."

[drfeelbad]

"Perfect," said House. "Though I did offer to make pancakes which as you know is one of like three things I can cook."