A/N: I haven't really written any fanfiction lately, and so I may very well be a bit rusty. If I am not up to my usual standards, I ask that you keep that in mind and not judge too harshly. That being said, I am as addicted to reviews as always, lol.

This fic is inspired by an interview with Katie Jacobs, one of the creators of House, and the ensuing discussion on LiveJournal.

Love to all my loyal fans,

-AmayaSora

Choices

Wilson and House were comfortably ensconced on House's sofa, pigging out on Chinese food and beer and laughing at loud at the jokes told by the comic on television. Well, House was comfortably ensconced, anyway. Wilson had something on his mind, and kept fidgeting nervously, unsure of how to bring it up.

Eventually House got fed up with it and turned to face him. "Jimmy, please tell me whatever you need to tell me before you wet yourself. I don't feel like cleaning my sofa again."

Wilson took a deep breath. "I was just wondering… you had so many people who liked you at the hospital, and yet you chose me. And I can't for the life of me figure out why."

"The boyish charm." Wilson gave him a look that said "be serious." So House sighed. "Fine, fine. Because you have something they don't. They all wanted to fix me, to fix my problems. But you want to take as much pain as you can away from me and let me fix myself if I so choose. It's all about choices, Jimmy."

"And I'm glad I was your choice," Wilson said softly, kissing him tenderly on the lips.