[for greg]

[more_flexible]

Jack was worried about Mimi, but more than that, he felt like such a fucking asshole. He'd let her go off with her bag of H. Ignorance of her addiction wasn't an excuse. Between that and his lingering jealousy over House, he was suddenly quiet. Not moping, just...quiet. He came into the treehouse and laid down in House's empty bed and stared at the ceiling.

He really hoped Mimi would be all right.

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[misanthrope_md]

House hesitated. "If you... don't think there's anything else we should talk about."

He wasn't going to dwell on Jack's behavior the other day as long as it was over now - he knew well enough where jealousy could get you.

In fact, he'd been feeling it, too. As part of him wasn't entirely sure if Jack had been so upset because House had slept with the Doctor... or because the Doctor had slept with House.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Fingers brushed Greg's bared stomach and Jack smiled as he pulled back to look him in the eyes.

"Do you want to talk?"

[misanthrope_md]

"I uh... no."

House wasn't going to be a woman about it, after all.

"The Doctor might be looking for you. I might have yelled at him a little."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"You might have, hmm?" he said softly, coaxing Greg's shirt up higher so he could peel it off. "I'll talk to him some other time. I'm sick of fighting with him."

[misanthrope_md]

"Well I wasn't suggesting you run out right this minute," House said, rolling his eyes.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Good. Because I wasn't planning on it," Jack replied, pulling the shirt off completely and tossing it aside. "Are you still pissed at me?" he asked.

[misanthrope_md]

House sighed. "I was pissed at you for being pissed at me."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Mmm, sorry," he purred, leaning in to drag his tongue along Greg's neck.