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Dean's desire was consuming him, pinning him down and it made the air feel suffocating. The tides of his emotions were like being surrounded by an army of demons, too many to fight, forcing him into submission. It was an eternal war inside his mind, trying to fight away what he felt.
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When James Wilson goes upstate for a medical conference, the last thing he expects is to get a sexually charged phone call from his best friend, one that pushes him into dredging up things about himself he's ignored for years.
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The mortifiying ordeal of forgetting you're not actually dating your roommate by Quine
Fandoms: House M.D.
25 Jul 2025
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He’s sharing a condo. With House.
And as a man in his forties, employed as the head of the oncology department, James should easily be able to afford an apartment on his own.
Yet he lives with House, who is also a doctor and department head, respectively, and likely also gets paid the salary of a person leading a department. Meaning he could also comfortably live on his own.
Which would indicate that they chose to live together.
But there’s really no reason at all for James to live with another person, unless…
Unless he’s in a relationship with said person.
Or: James Wilson wakes up in the hospital, thinking he's happily married to Sam in the year 1990, only to learn that he is suffering from retrograde amnesia.
Turns out it's 2010, he's divorced thrice over and shares a condo with a man.
What follows is a sexuality crisis of epic proportions, Wilson trying to deal with sharing his space with House and coming to terms with the fact that maybe, just maybe, he's is in love with the obnoxious, grizzly man.
And then his memories return.
James Wilson is utterly fucked.
(All credit for the starting premise goes to The Tap Dancing Doctor by PrikintheTurdis)
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“Wilson!” he calls, willing to concede if only to understand what the hell is going on. “You can stop now! You win!”
“Hm?” Wilson reappears in the doorway, knotting some hideously patterned tie. “If this is about the poker game I know you cheated on—”
“This prank,” House says, gesturing all around the apartment. “You got me, you don’t have to—”
But in the action of waving his hand around, his gaze catches on a shiny glint on his finger. He blinks at it. Once, twice. It can’t be.
He’s wearing a wedding ring.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Wilson place his hands on his hips, roll his eyes. There’s a similar band on his left hand, fourth finger—the designated marriage finger. The sight is not unfamiliar to House, what with Wilson’s endless stream of wives, but House has never seen a matching ring on his own hand. Certainly not one that matches Wilson’s.
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Or, where House wakes up in an alternate universe where he and Wilson are married.
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- Part 1 of The Multiverse of Houses
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When a stranger at a bar claims he's invented truth serum, House takes the pill, determined to prove him wrong because truth serum isn't real.
And now House can't lie.
But even though he's talking about how much he wants to sleep with Wilson, nobody believes him, which is perfect—until he starts showing symptoms from whatever was in the pill.
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Late one night, Greg House finds a very familiar face on his favorite gay hookup app and wastes no time putting a fake profile together in order to catfish his best friend, James Wilson.

