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Wilson stood there looking into the mirror, fiddling with his bow tie, when he felt arms wrap around his waist and saw a head in the reflection that planted itself on Wilson’s shoulder.
”You look fine,” House told him as he planted kisses on his neck.
”Well I don’t want to just look fine, it’s our wedding day, I need to look great at least,” Wilson replied.
”Well there are other words I could think of,” the taller man said, “handsome, gorgeous, stunning,” he placed a kiss with each word, “sexy,” he growled, nibbling lightly at the younger man’s ear lobe. Wilson felt the heat filling his body as House spoke and he subconsciously moved his head to give the other man more access to his neck.
House was disrupted as his phone went off and Wilson groaned. He checked the device, still keeping one arm around Wilson’s waist. When his grip loosened Wilson huffed and faced him.
”You’re going to the hospital?” He asked.
”It’s a really good case,” House replied.
”It’s our wedding day!” Wilson countered.
”And I’ll be back before then,” House said, “look at these symptoms,” he showed Wilson the phone screen.
”Oh wow,” he replied as he read, he looked back to House’s open face, “if you’re not back in time then I’ll marry someone else in your place and you’ll just have to die alone,” Wilson told him, House smirked and gave him a quick kiss before rushing off.
”I love you!” He called out behind him and Wilson smiled.
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House looked through the window at his patient on the operating table below. It had been a hectic day, their patient had been in intense pain when she came in, it quickly escalated to her urinating blood then she began to show neurological symptoms, chest tightness, jaundice and many other seemingly unrelated symptoms. They luckily managed to find some moisturiser that she had bought online which contained an odd mixture of chemicals which had made her sick. Sadly they were too late to save one of her kidneys, which is the surgery that House was watching when Wilson found him. The oncologist stood next to him and House glanced over at him before checking his watch.
”Shit!” He said, looking back to Wilson.
”You missed the wedding,” he told him, “it was beautiful, the food was wonderful, everyone seemed happy, you should have been there I’m sure you’d have loved it.”
”I’m sorry, things got really busy here, I’ll make it up to you,” House replied but he raised an eyebrow when he noticed that Wilson didn’t look angry, “why aren’t you seething? I’d expect at least a bit of shouting in this situation.”
”Because I’m not an idiot,” Wilson answered, “I knew you’d never be back in time so I already changed our plans,” House looked at him, not sure what to say, “c’mon, let’s go,” Wilson led House out to the corridor and they made their way onto the elevator.
”Do I still get the post wedding sex tonight or is that out of the question?” House asked.
”Shut up,” the younger man said as the elevator dinged and the doors opened out to the hospitals entrance which was decked out with flowers and fairy lights and was full of people.
”What’s going on?” House asked.
”Well you couldn’t make it to the wedding so the wedding made it to you,” Wilson replied and House smiled at him.
”You’re such a dweeb,” he said and Wilson chuckled.
”Well how about we turn me into a dweeb who is also your husband,” he chuckled holding his hand out to House. The older man took it and they took their first steps to their new life together.