Cuddy had just put down the book she was reading and was shutting off her bedside lamp when House quietly made his way through her front door.
Cuddy didn’t hear him. She curled up under her sheets and pulled them all the way up to her chin, ready for sleep.
House took off his shoes and threw his جیکٹ blindly on a سوفی, لٹانا in the living room. He went to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ to grab a glass of water, breathing deeply, tired after a long دن of trying, in vain, to solve his latest case.
Cuddy heard her door squeak open and a slim کرن, رے of light made its way to her eyelids from the hallway. Not having fallen asleep yet, she twisted her neck, lifting up her head to see what was going on. And then she saw him, House, standing in the doorway of her bedroom, outlined سے طرف کی the hallway light, making his way in slowly.
“Did آپ solve your case? I- I didn’t think آپ were coming?” she asked, a little confused.
“Patient is relatively stable but we still don’t know what’s wrong with him” he answered while taking off his jeans . “And…” he rolled his eyes “I missed you” he added, almost against his will.
Cuddy looked at him tenderly, a wide smile claiming her lips. She scooted backwards to make room for him in the bed, but House made his way around it, to her side, and slipped under the sheets so that her back was against his chest, his arm snaking around her to rest his hand on her abdomen, right below her breasts .
Cuddy shivered slightly at his touch but relaxed in his arms. She moved back to the center of the بستر to make sure House wouldn’t fall off and turned her head to look at him, her hand now resting on his bicep.
“I’m glad you’re here then.” She kissed him tenderly before turning back, letting her hand drift along his arm until their hands were intertwined. House placed a chaste kiss on the back of her neck, moving closer to her so that the whole lengths of their bodies were in contact. He inhaled the scent of her shampoo before finally closing his eyes, allowing them both to drift slowly into a peaceful sleep.
Everything was in its place.
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"I missed you" is a line from "Selfish" (7x02)
Cuddy didn’t hear him. She curled up under her sheets and pulled them all the way up to her chin, ready for sleep.
House took off his shoes and threw his جیکٹ blindly on a سوفی, لٹانا in the living room. He went to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ to grab a glass of water, breathing deeply, tired after a long دن of trying, in vain, to solve his latest case.
Cuddy heard her door squeak open and a slim کرن, رے of light made its way to her eyelids from the hallway. Not having fallen asleep yet, she twisted her neck, lifting up her head to see what was going on. And then she saw him, House, standing in the doorway of her bedroom, outlined سے طرف کی the hallway light, making his way in slowly.
“Did آپ solve your case? I- I didn’t think آپ were coming?” she asked, a little confused.
“Patient is relatively stable but we still don’t know what’s wrong with him” he answered while taking off his jeans . “And…” he rolled his eyes “I missed you” he added, almost against his will.
Cuddy looked at him tenderly, a wide smile claiming her lips. She scooted backwards to make room for him in the bed, but House made his way around it, to her side, and slipped under the sheets so that her back was against his chest, his arm snaking around her to rest his hand on her abdomen, right below her breasts .
Cuddy shivered slightly at his touch but relaxed in his arms. She moved back to the center of the بستر to make sure House wouldn’t fall off and turned her head to look at him, her hand now resting on his bicep.
“I’m glad you’re here then.” She kissed him tenderly before turning back, letting her hand drift along his arm until their hands were intertwined. House placed a chaste kiss on the back of her neck, moving closer to her so that the whole lengths of their bodies were in contact. He inhaled the scent of her shampoo before finally closing his eyes, allowing them both to drift slowly into a peaceful sleep.
Everything was in its place.
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"I missed you" is a line from "Selfish" (7x02)
When does Love become something we need, rather than something we want? Love was seen as something special a long time ago. Now Love is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. Love is common currency when آپ are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older آپ get. Do we not care about the substance of what Love was and not what it has been made into today سے طرف کی commercialisation from American فلمیں and ویژن ٹیلی commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience Love for real, can we تبصرہ and judge others who are in Love. Love means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of Love is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? Love is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.