Letting Fic Ideas Go

[deelaundry]

In the spirit of not bugging bironic repeatedly with fic ideas I'm never going to actually write, here is today's:

I am NOT going to write The One Where Wilson Comes Out of the Closet, Discovers That House Is Indeed Straight, and With the Help of a Guy Named Blaine Finds Out That the "Last Two Miles" Aren't as Scary as He'd Thought They Would Be.

***

"You can't tell me you've never tried having sex with a man," Wilson says skeptically.

"I've tried a lot of things," House says before shooting a paper straw wrapper at the ceiling -- and if that isn't the truth, Wilson doesn't know what is -- "but it doesn't mean I liked all of them enough to want to do them every day."

***

"Not a baby," Blaine says, eyes shining. He leans across the table, grabbing Wilson's hands and expertly avoiding dipping Wilson's sleeve in the marinara sauce. "An older kid, one who really needs us. I was thinking, you're a doctor, so we could even apply for a kid with medical needs. They're always the last picked, James, but we could do it."

Wilson wants to pull away. He wants to drag Blaine forward and kiss him until he can't breathe. He wants to toss their pasta toward the ceiling and watch the red sauce splatter over everything. He doesn't know; he can't think; his intestines feel weird.

"I have to talk to House."

Blaine laughs. One of Blaine's hands is reaching for a wineglass; the other's still wrapped securely around Wilson's. "Of course, of course." Blaine sips. It's an '07, good vintage, not too tannin-heavy because they don't like that. "Though, you know exactly what his reaction will be."

"I do?" Wilson really isn't forming thoughts too well at the moment.

A smile is pouring out of every dip and valley of Blaine's face; God, has Wilson ever felt that happy?

"Of course you do," Blaine elaborates. "He'll call you an idiot, and come up with every objection, reasonable or not, to talk you out of it, conveniently forgetting to mention every positive consequence that he knows could come of fostering, because he can't stand the thought of losing even a minute more of your attention. I mean, the time I ask of you is bad enough."

"He's not," is all the feeble protest Wilson can get out before Blaine laughs again.

"Not jealous? Oh, come on, of course he is, and who can blame him? He's your baby."

"What?"

"Your baby, your firstborn." Blaine sips again and hands the glass to Wilson. It's a good vintage. "I've dated enough people with kids to know that the firstborn gets priority, and I'm OK with that. House comes first; I'm jockeying with your job for second." Blaine's smile brightens; his eyes soften. "And look, I'm even volunteering to slip to third, because it's OK, because I want to, because we could give a kid a better life, you and me."

***

House is glaring at him; Wilson is trying hard not to smile.

"So your big 'not gonna be the good boy' rebellion is to get married and adopt a dying kid?"

"Foster. A child with chronic medical needs, not terminal. But other than that, yes."

"You do realize that's not actually a rebellion?"

Wilson laughs then, an actual head-thrown-back deep-through-his-lungs laugh. "Deciding what I want most and doing it, regardless of what other people have to say? For me, that's the ultimate rebellion." He pops House on the shoulder, then throws an arm around his neck. "Thanks for coming along for the ride."

Comments

[photoash.livejournal.com]

Wow what an awesome story idea <3 <3 <3 I forgot how much I miss your House fic :D (I think I missed some in the last few months <3 must go investigate!)

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

Thanks. <3 My writing has slowed to a trickle this year, but I did sneak in a Jack-verse fic at Halloween.

[bironic.livejournal.com]

Aw, it's nice to think of Wilson so happy.

And I really think posting your summaries and maybe even snippets like this could do a lot for loosening you back up into writing. Or just serving as a vent.

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

It is nice, isn't it? I think if he could accept himself, put less judgment on himself, that would go a long way.

I don't know if this will help me write, but it does feel good to let it go.

[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

I should do this. And this snippet is just awesome.

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

Thanks. : ) And you are absolutely welcome to do this. It felt good to let go. : )

[ixquic.livejournal.com]

I really like this idea of Wilson's "Ultimate Rebellion". Hopefully, someone will adopt it, and give it a good home.

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

Wouldn't it be nice if Wilson could accept himself? He has a lot to give; it would be great if he could take healthy enjoyment from his giving instead of getting tied up in knots about it.

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

Thanks!

Do you remember the scene where Wilson was furniture shopping, and the salesperson told him the dining table was meant for outdoor use? The poor guy ran away when he should have just bought the table and used it inside. Who would it have hurt? Sigh.

[srsly-yes.livejournal.com]

Wilson unchained! I love seeing Wilson feeling comfortable about himself and happy. It's sad how much of a struggle it is for him. Please continue with this story in any form.

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

What is fanfic for, if not exploring what won't happen on the show? Such as Wilson feeling comfortable about himself. : )

: (

I miss Amber so much.

[daisylily.livejournal.com]

That's really lovely.

<3

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

Eeee, hi hi hi! How are you doing? I've been thinking about you? ♥ ♥ ♥

[poeia.livejournal.com]

This is good. I like Wilson's self-knowledge and House's description of Wilson's and Blaine's plans. But I'm not that sorry you're not going to finish it. I definitely prefer it when our boys are together.

But the tag you used for this entry — heeeeee. Love it!

[leakey-lover.livejournal.com]

I really (I mean really) miss your fic. TY.

[layne67.livejournal.com]

Your A/N is as perfect as the story itself. Love this so much!

ps House/Wilson will always be my OTP of course but Blaine does sound lovely :))