Dating not being House's 'thing' was probably one of the largest understatements of this century, actually. Someone so socially... inept? Socially retarded? Something. Yes, Wilson couldn't imagine House's dates being anything but awkward. Even when he'd been with Stacy, he'd never spoke much of dates - they hadn't gone on too many, at any rate. Hell, they'd met in a bar, which wasn't exactly the spitting image of class. Although cheesy, Wilson had no problem with, really. Hell, Wilson kind of liked cheesy. Not that he'd ever admit it.
"I'm not defending flowers," he responded indignantly, sounding slightly defensive, even though... he very much was. Again, though, with the arguing towards his masculinity. Speaking of masculinity. Or lack thereof. "In just a rainbow flag?" he prompted back instead, suggestively. "Could get interesting." ...Dear lord, what was he saying? He was NOT running around in a rainbow flag. Ever. ...It was bad enough that he had mentioned the skirt thing before, and look what had come of that. Fantastic. House was going to try to fill him up with tequila again, wasn't he?
And... oh, dear, he was even leering and... that was halfway between disturbing and extremely... hot? Maybe not hot. Maybe just disturbing. And extremely so, coming out of House, although Wilson just grinned a bit towards the reaction. "All right, all right," he replied, rubbing at the back of his neck and nodding. "But if my 'transport', you mean that screaming metal death trap... no." It was almost like he was reading the man's mind.
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Date: 2007-03-08 04:06 am (UTC)"I'm not defending flowers," he responded indignantly, sounding slightly defensive, even though... he very much was. Again, though, with the arguing towards his masculinity. Speaking of masculinity. Or lack thereof. "In just a rainbow flag?" he prompted back instead, suggestively. "Could get interesting." ...Dear lord, what was he saying? He was NOT running around in a rainbow flag. Ever. ...It was bad enough that he had mentioned the skirt thing before, and look what had come of that. Fantastic. House was going to try to fill him up with tequila again, wasn't he?
And... oh, dear, he was even leering and... that was halfway between disturbing and extremely... hot? Maybe not hot. Maybe just disturbing. And extremely so, coming out of House, although Wilson just grinned a bit towards the reaction. "All right, all right," he replied, rubbing at the back of his neck and nodding. "But if my 'transport', you mean that screaming metal death trap... no." It was almost like he was reading the man's mind.