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Saturday, April 22nd, 2006 12:22 am100 Word Drabble
Wilson frowned and rested his hands on his hips, patience thin after the half-hour.
“Awww, you look so cute with flour all over your face.”
“House!”
House raised his floured hands into the air in mock surrender.
“We don’t have to do this, you know.”
“In that case...” House pulled Wilson in for a kiss, but all he got was flour from his cheek when Wilson turned his head.
Wilson sighed. “Fine. I give up! Happy?” He stormed out of the kitchen.
House laughed. The one thing cuter than flour on Wilson’s face was a floured handprint on his ass.