-Hilson oneshots-

Piano -🧸

TW//: none.

Background: Wilson tries to play piano.

Status: friends to eventually lovers.

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First Person P.O.V

House woke up stretched and yawned when he heard it, the faint sound of musical keys.

House pushed himself off his bed with his cane and followed the sound until he eventually was in the living room.

Wilson was sitting at Houses piano playing the keys very badly.

"Thats a great noise to wake up to" House said  sarcastically Wilson jumped back turning a bit shocked "oh morning, I-I'm sorry I should have asked for permission first I was just-" Wilson tried to stand and step back but him being flustered he wasn't paying attention and his foot caught the leg on the seat causing him to tumble over only adding to his embarrassment.

"Ow" Wilson winced rubbing his head he looked up at House who was looking at him eyebrow raised and leaning on his cane.

"Sorry I was just...well i..uhm...sorry I shouldn't have touching it I was just curious" Wilson said he looked a bit ashamed and guilty House sighed "get up" House said and Wilson quickly stood looking guilty.

"I'll forgive you once you make me breakfast" House said walking to the kitchen Wilson sighed in slight relief "what do you want?" Wilson asked following close behind.

"Pancakes and bacon" House said sitting down Wilson nodded "can do" Wilson said opening the fridge.

As Wilson cooked he started to hun at first House didn't pay any mind to it until he noticed it was the same song Wilson had been trying, and failing, to play on the piano.

As they eat Wilson seemed to be lost in thought and House just watching him as he eat until Wilson shook his head and brought up something and they shared small talk.

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Past week Wilson has been strangely obsessed with piano, whenever House played his eyes lit up as he watched closely he even caught Wilson humming the songs.

House didn't find him going anywhere near the piano after that one incident though but he did see him tapping his fingers along surfaces staring at them intently.

"Wilson ever show any interest of wanting to play any type of instrument?" House asked Cuddy standing in the middle of her office.

"Well I know he enjoys music but from my knowledge no he hasn't, why?" Cuddy asked suspiciously "he's been oddly fascinated with piano recently and I was thinking maybe he wants to play it or has played it, but by the sounds of it no" House said Cuddy raised her eyebrows "he played your piano?" She asked a bit shocked "attempted to play my piano, when I caught him he freaked out and kept apologizing" House said Cuddy nodded.

"well I know he likes whenever you play, he's told me how talented you are and how it amazes him whenever you play" Cuddy said the way she worded it was like Wikson constantly talked about it.

"Maybe he is just curious, you should teach him" Cuddy said House squinted thinking about it, it couldint be to bad.

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When House entered the apartment a few days later Wilson was sitting on the couch laptop on his lap House peered over his shoulder.