Season Finale

[tempting_the_fates]

It was a partly closed set today, only a few crew and actors who needed to be there. Spoilers, right?

Nyx was reviewing the changes to the script, perched on a chair off to the side of the cameras. He'd seen Hex, had seen House hanging around as well, though he was in his own little world as he turned the page and reviewed the highlighted parts. However, he did glance up when he noticed one of them heading his way.

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[drfeelbad]

House led them outside, and handed Nyx his helmet. Though before they climbed on he said, “Hey so since all your scenes for th next couple of episodes are in that hospital bed I thought we’d stack your scenes to simplify production. You got a preference on days of the week to shoot? You could take the other off.”

[tempting_the_fates]

"Oh," Nyx said, looking a bit disappointed. "Um, I'm free except Thursdays. My appointments are always Thursday," he said quietly.

He put on the helmet, adjusting the strap.

"I could still be on set though, yeah? Just to be involved."

[drfeelbad]

"You are always welcome," House said as he climbed onto the bike.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx climbed on behind him and slipped his arms around him.

"You're not putting all my scenes together just because I'm ill, are you?"

[drfeelbad]

“ No,” said House. Then couldn’t help but add, “Though if Hex had his way I’d probably write you out for the rest of the season.”

[tempting_the_fates]

"What do you mean?" Nyx asked, resting his chin on Greg's shoulder.

[drfeelbad]

House frowned. “You mean he skipped trying to convince you to take it easy and went straight to attempting to boss me around like he’s the one with the medical degree?”

[tempting_the_fates]

"What? Oh, come on, Hex just worries about me. He's protective, that's all," Nyx said. "Sometimes he's kinda bossy, but- I dunno, maybe I need that? Come on, let's go eat," Nyx smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek before settling in properly on the bike.

[drfeelbad]

House rolled his eyes and revved the engine.

It wasn’t a long drive. And when he parked, he really wanted to enjoy these last few seconds with just the two of them.

He twisted on the bike and gingerly removed Nyx’s helmet as he leaned in and kissed him. (And this was not for Hex’a benefit; he didn’t notice that he was approaching on the street.)

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx returned the kiss with a warm smile, then fixed Greg's shirt where it had ridden up a bit from Nyx holding on a bit too tight.

"You really are gonna win a ton of awards, you know. People are already loving the show, they're going to go wild for all this."

[just_hex]

Hex had walked, quickly but not enough to raise his pulse. He caught the kiss and smiled. Maybe it'd be better now.

"Perfect timing," he declared.

[drfeelbad]

House startled a little at Hex’s voice. He felt weird about him witnessing that small intimate moment. Also the fact that he looked so happy about it.

House helped Nyx off of the bike and then slid his cane out of the holder underneath. “Lunch is on me,” he said. “To celebrate.”

[tempting_the_fates]

"That's very kind of you," Nyx smiled. "Was your walk alright?" he asked Hex.

[just_hex]

"Yeah, got to talk to Randy at the security desk. Saw a picture of his new sprog," he grinned. "It looks like a baby. You two have a good ride?"

[drfeelbad]

“He’s a pro now,” House said as they walked inside and got a table.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx followed along, taking up the menu the moment they were sitting. "I'm starving today," he admitted.

[just_hex]

Hex opened his menu, though he didn't need to. He knew what he wanted the second Nyx had suggested the place.

"It's a nice bike," he said to House. "I had a mate back home who had an old Indian he'd bought from war surplus. It was pure boss."

[drfeelbad]

"Mmmmm," House said, opening the menu. "Honda builds bikes for people who want to ride. Indian builds bikes for people who want to be seen riding. Which is fine. If you want to spend more time polishing chrome than going anywhere. Or just want an overpriced, oil-leaking cosplay accessory you have to sacrifice a goat to every time you want to leave the driveway."

[tempting_the_fates]

"I'm getting lobster," Nyx said, not really taking in the conversation around him while he was fixated on the idea of food. Good food. "We should have a starter to share as well..."

[just_hex]

Hex arched a brow at House's strong opinion about motorcycles and decided he didn't know enough to do anything but further annoy the man.

"A starter is a good idea," he agreed, knowing if Nyx said it it was because he wanted it.

[drfeelbad]

"You pick," House said to Nyx. "Perhaps something ridiculously unhealthy."

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx pursed his lips together, looking thoughtful, his chin jutting out just a bit as he read the menu again.

"We could get crab dip. ...Oh, or smoked salmon bites with shallot sauce? That could be good. I want to eat something I don't usually have while I actually have an appetite."

[just_hex]

"Get both. We'll eat it," he nodded, looking to House to encourage this...or at least agree.

[drfeelbad]

"Yeah you look like you could eat a lot," House said with a slight quirk of his lips, and then waived down the waitress to order the appetizers.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx smiled, letting Greg order, then asking the waitress for a drink as well.

"I feel like I haven't been out to eat in ages," he admitted to them.