You're Hired

You're Hired

James Wilson x Reader

“So you hired Cameron because she's pretty, Forman because he has a record, and me because my dad put in a good word so why did you hire Y/n?” They were all curious. When they asked you about it you never gave them a straight answer. 

“Me and Y/n are lovers” The three of them stared at him for a moment trying to gauge whether or not he was joking. At their silence House added” She's the mother of my five children” the team rolled their eyes finally understanding he was teasing them. It only made them more curious, what was so secret about the reason he hired you. 

“Come on what's so secret about it?” Chase once again tried he was desperate to know. 

“Can we focus on the case, you know the one with the dying person!?!” Even with House's change in subject it didn’t do anything to get it off their minds. House was asking them questions and no one seemed to be using more than one brain cell each. “Will you focus” once again they don’t seem fully focused 

“Jesus, I’m married to Wilson, not that's the only reason but it's the only one you care about” you shout. While it is true you got the interview with House because of Wilson. An interview you didn’t even want but Wilson insisted.

When Wilson told house he wanted him to interview you, House knew right then and there that he was not going to hire you. However you managed to change his mind when the first words out of your mouth were ‘I don’t want this job, I’m only doing this so James would stop nagging’ and like a match made in heaven House hired you. 

“Wrong, I let you interview because of Wilson I hired you because you didn’t want the job and you're bitchy” You sent a glare his way. While the others were in shock, each talked over themselves to ask questions. You ignored them, focusing back on the case. 

“What do all these symptoms have in common?” House questioned and finally the three idiots answered using more than one brain cell this time. 

Bedhead: Bonus (Four)

James Wilson x reader

Part One Part Two Part Three

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“What is your problem?” Wilson was fuming, waving his hands around completely exasperated at Houses’ antics. 

“Get mad at Cameron not me, she's the one that kept pestered me about it” 

“She asked once House, How did you even know about us?” the two of you had been very careful except today of course. 

“I saw you guys making out in the lab” that has Wilson blushing. If House saw the two of you did anyone else?

“We weren't making out” guess it was his fault House found out, he should have been more careful. Why did he think he could get away with that without anyone seeing? 

“So are you ever going to answer my question?” 

“We started dating 3 months ago” doesn’t tell House when they started sleeping together but he doubts Wilson will ever tell him. “I’m going now and so you know I’m still mad at you” 

“Oh come on don’t be mad no need to be embarrassed she's way out of your league you should stake your claim before someone swoops in.” That has Wilson pausing, he knows you're younger than him and gorgeous, maybe House is right. Hes a little less mad now. 

“Night, House” 

“Goodnight Wilson” he smirks as he watches Wilson leave, he can tell he's still mad but not nearly as much as to bother him tomorrow about it. He is definitely going to mess with you though.

Part One Part Two Part Three

Game Night

Stiles Stilinski x reader

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“Scott hates me” you whine, laying against the bed. In the beginning you thought it was your imagination. Now though you know it’s not all in your head, Scott hates you.

Today Stiles had a lacrosse game so you being his girlfriend were there. The game went amazing. Stiles ended up scoring the final goal of the game. You were so proud of him, the smile on his face made yours grow. You ran onto the field embracing him in a big hug giving him a kiss on the lips. He laughed against your lips holding you close to him and twirling you around. “Congrats, baby” you mumble against his lips.

He placed another kiss on your lips before telling you that he had to go to the locker room. You nodded watching him head to the locker room with the other players. He gave you a final wave before disappearing from your sight.

After a few minutes you decide to wait by the locker rooms for him. The two of you have plans to go back to his house. While waiting for him that's where you heard it. You hadn't meant to eavesdrop but when you heard your name you couldn’t help but listen.

“Is Stiles coming tonight?” you recognized the voice as Lydia.

“No he’s going with Y/n” you could hear the annoyance in Scott's voice. “This is the third time he’s declined hanging out to spend time with Y/n.”

“What’s wrong with you thats his girlfriend? Don’t tell me you're jealous” you could hear her laugh at the thought but Scott doesn’t.

“Of course I’m not jealous I just don’t like her” you could hear Lydia question why that was. His answer solidified the idea that he hates you. “Stiles can do so much better than her.” You tuned out the rest of their conversation.

You knew Scott didn’t like you but you hoped that over time he would warm up to but he never did. The rest of the group didn’t mind you the girls would invite you out shopping and to sleepovers. It was just Scott that didn't like you and you had no idea what you did. Now you find out it was nothing you did, he just didn’t like you; he thought Stiles could do better. You finally had the answer to the question that had been plaguing your mind for months.

Your problems weren't over though with one question answered, more showed up. Did Stiles know how Scott felt about you? If he knows about how Scott felt about you, would he break up with you? You know how much Stiles loves Scott so the idea that Stiles would break up with you to make Scott happy wasn’t too far-fetched.

You watched as Stiles took off his jersey throwing it in the hamper. He changed into his pajamas before sitting on the bed next to you. “Scott doesn’t hate you” he grabbed your arm pulling you into him. The two of you are cuddled up in bed together, your head on his chest while his hand runs up and down your side. You lean up and place a kiss on his lips. You weren't planning on telling him about what you heard but you did want to gauge if he knew how Scott felt.

“If Scott asked you to break up with me would you” you could tell the question surprised him. He tensed under you. Stiles had just had a big win, his shining moment and you felt you were running it and you were. It was selfish of you to bring this up but you needed to know before it got any worse.

“Where is this coming from?” he chuckled at the sudden question but stopped when he saw the look in your eyes. You were being dead serious. He could see the doubt in your eyes about your answer. It hurt him thinking that you doubted his love towards you. “Of course not baby” the sincerity in his voice made you believe him. The look of complete love in his eyes settled all your doubt.

You lift yourself up off his chest placing a deep kiss on his lips he returned the gesture right away. Pulling you into his lap, his hands on your hips as he deepened the kiss. He started to place kisses on your neck. Sucking dark hickeys into your neck mumbling small ‘I love yous’ against your neck. You whisper ‘I love yous’ back to him.Every last one of your doubts disappeared with every ‘I love you’ and kiss. You're not going to let Scott come between the two of you again. It no longer mattered if Scott liked you because Stiles did he loved you and you love him.

Mornin'

James Wilson x Reader

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Wilson has always been a morning person. Waking up over an hour early so he can have a calm morning before work. You on the other hand are always snoozing your seven alarms before finally rolling out of bed and rushing to get to work. It doesn’t matter if you go to bed early the night before your just not made for mornings. Its a fact you’ve grown accustomed to.However now that your dating early riser Wilson your trying to change your ways. The task is proving harder than you originally thought. 

The last three days you’ve been dragging yourself away from your bed at the hellish hour Wilson wakes up. Your downing a gallon of caffine to off set your lack of sleep. It works well giving you that pep but you find yourself day dreaming about your bed. 

Its ironic the whole reason you wanted to start waking up early is so you could spend a few more minutes with Wilson. Just the two of you chatting while getting ready, it was going to be so nice. Now though your finding yourself resenting the dope. How can he just roll out of bed and look so absolutly breathe taking at FIVE in the morning. No one has any busniess looking that way at that TIME. Then theres the fact that he is so productive on only one cup of coffee at once again FIVE AM. Its absolutly not fair. 

“Honey its time to get up” you seriously can’t do this anymore. You lazily open your eyes finding wilson, the sight of his soft smile and lack of eye bags is your final straw. 

“I can’t do this anymore” your voice is thick in sleep, your eyes barely open. 

“What baby?”

“You, just looking at your face is making me sick” you tuck you head into the pillow trying to reclaim the sleep he just woke you from. While you try to let sleep take over you Wilson is starying down at you with the biggest eyes. He’s completly confused, did you just break up with him and then go back to sleep? Hes quickly shaking you again pulling you from your sleep again. 

“What did you mean by that?”

“Exactly what I said, your face is making me want to vomit” your not understanding whats so hard to understand. 

“I’m- why are you mad?” he was so helplesly clueless at what was happening. If you wern’t so tired you would have noticed but right now your eyes are barely opened. 

“WHY AM I MAD? I’m tired” your voice comes out much more whiny than you intisapated. “Its not fair that you can wake up so early and be so productive. No one should be able to roll out of bed and look as good as you do.” he can’t help but smile his chest no longer filling with anxiety at the thought of you no longer loving him. He’s fianding this adorable. “I go to bed at the same time as you and still i wake up so tired, not to mention my black eye bags. All want is a few extra minutes with you but…” your words die out as tears stream down your face. 

He quick to wipe them away relaying soothing words, “Baby its okay, just breathe for me” You do your best, trying to listen to him. 

“I’m sorry I don’t know why I’m crying” 

“Don’t apologise” he moves back into bed slipping under the covers, wrapping his arms around you. Your quick to snuggle into his embrace, nuzzeling your head into his neck. Instantly being calmed down by his scent. “Why don’t we do this ever morning?” 

“What me having a breakdown?” his chuckle has you pulling him closer. 

“No, us cuddling I’ll wake you up and we can just cuddle for a few minutes. Then I can get up and you can go back to bed for a few minutes.” You just nodd, already finding yourself drifting off.

SPOT THE DIFFERENCE

New Years Resolutions

James Wilson x Reader

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There was one thing that House did really well: he threw amazing parties. Even if you despise House you want an invite to his parties. This year House went all out for New Years. Everyone was buzzing about the party and when the time finally came, you were not disappointed. 

By the time it was eleven you were drunk, along with the rest of the party. The only difference between you and them is the fact that they hold their liquor much better than you. You don’t feel sick no that's not the problem no your problem is when you get drunk you get frisky. Your current victim is your boss' best friend James Wilson.

Sober you thought Wilson was hot so drunk you thought he was a god. How could you not flirt with him especially when he’s flirting back? At least you think he’s flirting back. Wait does making out with you count as flirting? You should ask Cameron, right after you finish making the hickey on his neck darker. 

“GUYS THE COUTDOWNS STARTED” someone shouts. You pull away from Wilson watching as everyone starts pairing off. Shit you forgot to get a person to kiss at midnight. You were looking forward to that. 

"FIVE" 

"FOUR"

You feel a tug on your arm and you turn back to Wilson. He's pushing his lips back against yours. Your hands settle in his hair, you're so lost in the kiss you almost forgot it was New Years till the whole party erupts in cheers.

Wilson pulls away making you pout, “My New year's resolution is to make-out with you every single day” that made your pout drop a smile forming on your face.

“Make it every hour and you’ve got a deal." He gives you a dorky smile before kissing you again. 

“Jesus you two are you removing each other's tonsils?" House shouted making everyone that heard laugh. You and Wilson didn’t even bother to spare House a glance. This is the best New Years ever.