House and Wilson have always been close but what happens when they get a little closer after Wilson's wife cheats on him. • • • House is sitting on the couch when the door rings. He sighs and gets up. He limps over to the door and opens it. Wilson is standing there with a bag in his hand. "Hey do you mind if I stay with you for a while? You were right. I had thought things weren't going so well at home so I tried being there more often. Turns out she was cheating on me." Wilson explains quietly. House nods and opens the door more to let Wilson in. "I'm sorry" he says and walks back over to the couch. "You can do whatever you want, put your stuff anywhere." He tells Wilson and turns his show back on. Wilson sets his stuff down and takes off his jacket. He sits down next to house and undoes his tie and kicks off his shoes. Then he turns and watches whatever house was watching. "Thank you" Wilson says and drifts off into sleep. While he was asleep house laid him down and put a blanket on him. Then he went to his own room to sleep.

Warnings: Grief, emotional trauma, canon character death (Amber), slow burn, hurt/comfort, eventual romance. After Amber Volakis dies, James Wilson is left untethered-grief-stricken, emotionally exhausted, and silently haunted by the choices that led to her final moments. But as he tries to rebuild a life without her, he begins to realize that the person he's turning to-the person he's always turned to-is the one man he's never truly allowed himself to love. Gregory House, recovering from trauma of his own, masks his guilt with pills and sarcasm, but Wilson sees the cracks forming beneath the surface. As they navigate a complicated dance of grief, dependency, and unspoken truths, both men are forced to reckon with the one diagnosis they never expected: love. A slow-burn, post-Season 4 emotional journey through loss, healing, and the quiet moments that mean everything. Because sometimes, the person who breaks you is also the one who helps you heal.

Dr. James Wilson has always been the voice of reason at Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital-the steady hand, the compassionate heart, the doctor who cares too much. Dr. Gregory House is his polar opposite: brilliant, caustic, and determined to keep everyone at arm's length. But beneath their professional facades of the caring oncologist and misanthropic diagnostician lies twenty years of friendship that's beginning to crack under the weight of unspoken feelings. As they navigate their complex relationship through late-night consultations, shared secrets, and unspoken understanding, both doctors find themselves questioning the boundaries they've carefully maintained. House's newest medical mystery becomes intertwined with Wilson's personal crisis, forcing them both to confront the one diagnosis they've been avoiding: their growing feelings for each other. Set against the backdrop of life-and-death medical drama, this slow-burn romance explores the fine line between friendship and something more, between professional distance and personal intimacy. As House and Wilson orbit each other like binary stars, they must decide whether to maintain their safe distance or risk everything by drawing closer. In this compelling medical romance, every symptom points to love-but sometimes the hardest person to diagnose is yourself. Perfect for fans of medical dramas, slow-burn romance, and complex character studies who enjoy watching walls carefully built over decades slowly crumble in the face of undeniable chemistry. _______________________________________ Would like to note that I don't own House MD or the characters in it. This is not canon, this is just fiction. Noticed that there were no good stories out on Wilson x House. Hope y'all enjoy! (Not very good at writing tbh)

Two brown-eyed hotties in Tulsa realize they're more than just friends. A collection of stories detailing the relationship of Sodapop Curtis and Steve Randle. Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders nor its characters. All characters belong to S. E. Hinton. However, the stories are a figment of my imagination.

James Wilson and Gregory House are men who have experienced many ups and downs together. best friends for over 17 years, but there's been something more between them for a long time. They both fall in love, but their fate never grants them even a single moment of happiness. A dramatic, romantic story set in a hospital setting full of twists and heated situations. There is never enough drama.

House x Wilson stories I can take suggestions Professional smut writer i have NO shame I love my sillies Stories that aren't marked with smut are fluff ,no hurtnocomfort all pure happiness and horniness

House MD fanfic, House x Wilson TW : Violence ! House and Wilson find themselves in a deadly situation.

A young man has a vision of a house fire which takes place at a high school graduation party. He manages to save a handful of people after his promotion comes true but not for long as death is hunting the survivors down and killing them in painful and gruesome ways. Will he and the other survivors survive death's brutal rules or will they succumb to them instead? Perhaps a familiar face may also help, but also dealing with her unpaid debts to death.

( this story may contain mature scenes! you have been warned! ) A disaster happens on a train killing everyone, but a young woman has a vision and saves a handful of people. Death doesn't appreciate his plans being ruined, so he is slowly hunting the survivors down, one by one and killing them in brutal accidents.

Matt x Mello in the original Death Note universe after the death of L. Warning: Contains some swearing and triggers, being depression and suicidal thoughts. Also, I do not (unfortunately) own Death Note or any of the characters. Enjoy! "When I got to the apartment I changed into some boxers and one of Matt's hideous striped shirts because it smells like him, it smells like cigarette smoke and body spray. I never thought that that awful smell would end up being one of my favorites but it is, if only because to me, it smells like home. I lay on the bed, sobbing until I passed out. This isn't home, it never was. My home is a beautiful freckled red head with a video game addiction and only now do I realize that nowhere will ever be home again. It's taken me a really long time to realize but, home isn't, never was and never will be a house or an apartment or any place for that matter. Home is a feeling and I'm afraid that I'll never have that feeling again."