#ilovedrwilson

Also check out He Gave Me The World, a prequel/companion fic.

OMG. (okay I’m actually pretty rusty on certain episodes but) Good observation, Becca! This excites me! And re: bisexuality… ah. Not that I’ve ever dated any girls but I wouldn’t talk about that? I’d never talk about it with my family, I’d never talk about that at work. So… yeah. Pretty sure it’s just more socially accepted to talk about current or ex-romantic interests if they’re of the opposite gender. -shrugs-

I just got recommended @ilovedrwilson when I’m CERTAIN I was already following her and this is unacceptable.  WHAT HAVE I MISSED?!

Happy birthday, Becca! Just a little something to celebrate :) @ilovedrwilson I love you, Sonny. I've loved you for a long time. I've never stopped loving you, and I never will stop loving you, as long as you'll let me. You make me so happy, the happiest I've ever been and far happier than anything I've even dared to imagine. I promise that I will spend the rest of my life trying to do the same for you. Anything in my power, I promise. I promise to love you, protect you, listen to you, hold you. I want to do anything and everything I can to keep that smile on your face. You make me better in every way. You've changed my life, and I'm so thankful for it. Meeting you was the best thing to ever happen to me. I'm thankful every day that you took a chance on me. That you chose me, of all people, to share your life with, to let into your deepest thoughts and fears. I never thought that I'd get anything like this. I don't know how I got so lucky, honestly, to be graced with such an honest, loving, caring man. I don't deserve it, but I'll gladly take it. I'll never let go. You're the best. I can't believe we're here and the day has come where I finally get to marry you. So, I love you, Sonny. I can't wait to call you my husband.

Second part of @ilovedrwilson's birthday present! We're celebrating even in the storm! Rafi. How can I put my love for you in words? How can I condense something infinite into so little words? Most of all, how can I do it without sounding like the corniest sap who ever sapped? Rafi. You. I'll never be done with you, never be done telling you the ways I love you. I love you, Rafi. You inspire me. You always have. First with your skill, your dedication. Then your passion, your wit. Then with your love. You inspire me to be a better person, to love fiercely, fearlessly. To fight. For justice, for fairness, for happiness, for love. Some things are worth fighting for. I'm glad you fought for me. I never thought that I was something worth fighting for. Every day, you give me your love. Every day, I remind myself that I'm worthy of it. I love the way you love me. You love me so selflessly, so passionately. So singlemindedly. You're always so thoughtful, so in-tune with what I'm feeling. You always know just the right thing to say. Looking back on the last 6 years, I can't believe how far we've come. First, you were 'Counselor'. Then 'Barba'. When you told me to call you 'Rafael' I was so giddy I almost tripped over a chair. Now you're 'Rafi'. Clear the space, because soon I will get to call you my husband. And if I trip and fall flat on my face at the reception, I guess it's nothing new. And you'll be there to help me up again, just like you always do. So I guess what I'm saying is, I love you, I can't wait to marry you, I can't wait to be married to you. I admire your, uh, everything. Rafael Barba, you're my everything.

Before the memory loss…

Ugh, Wilson and House. The best/most unhealthy tv friendship ever!!