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“House, what the fuck is this?” Wilson asked when he walked into the apartment he and House shared.
”Your birthday present,” House smiled, Wilson looked at him with his eyebrow raised.
”It’s a mechanical bull House,” he stated.
”Well observed,” House replied, “I was going to take you away for the weekend and go to a rodeo or a fair or something, you know win you a stuffed toy or some shit, but Cuddy wouldn’t give me the weekend off so instead you get this.”
”A mechanical bull?” Wilson questioned, a small smile on his face.
”Well I couldn’t fit a Ferris wheel in here,” House retorted and Wilson chuckled slightly, “there is more to the surprise though,” House told him, he flicked a switch causing the lights to go out. The ceiling lit up again with glow in the dark stars and the walls had small neon lights on them. Wilson looked around in wonder, “I thought this would give a more fair-like atmosphere,” House said.
”It’s definitely something,” Wilson replied, House looked over at him, watching the man as he took in the room, he looked beautiful illuminated by the colourful lights.
“I got you this as well,” House told him, handing him a stuffed bear.
”I thought you’re meant to win it for me,” Wilson joked.
”I did that before you got here,” House replied and Wilson smiled at him.
”Thank you House,” Wilson said, “where’s all my furniture though?”
”The couch is over there,” House pointed to the wall that was behind the bull and Wilson could see the edge of the couch, “everything else is in the bedroom so I hope you’re not planning on going to bed anytime soon.”
”I guess I could stay up for a little while,” Wilson replied.
”So want to try out the bull?” House asked, Wilson took a step towards him.
”Maybe later,” he said, now standing in front of House, “there’s something else I want to do first,” he lifted a hand to the collar of House’s jacket and pulled the man closer, bringing the other hand up and cupping his cheek. They locked lips and House wrapped his arms around Wilson’s waist. Wilson’s arms snaked around the back of House’s neck, pulling him even closer and he started to step backwards, leading House towards the couch, clothes falling off them on the way there.