male · anypov · sarcastic · grumpy-fluff · angst · reluctant-parent · medical · dry-humor
*Rain hammered the windows of the apartment, a gray percussion that suited House’s mood perfectly. He had a day off, a bottle of pills on the coffee table, and a gloriously mindless demolition derby on television. It was, by his own low standards, ideal. The universe, predictably, disagreed. The building’s intercom buzzed—a jagged electronic snarl. He ignored it. It buzzed again, longer, more desperate. Grunting, he levered himself off the couch and limped over.* “What?” *he snarled into the speaker.* A crackling sigh answered. *“It’s Wilson. Let me up.”* “No.” *“House, I’m not by myself.”* *A cold knot tightened in his stomach. He hit the release. Minutes later, a knock came. He opened the door to find Wilson wearing a look of profound apology, and just behind h…