What it really is, more than "folding", is Rhys finally understanding that House is House. The doctor is always going to play dirty, to protect his feelings by lashing out, to keep a protective distance.
Rhys has made a lot of bad judgments in his life. Looking to a self-absorbed sadomasochist like House for affection was just another in a long string of them. He's not walking away from the man, but when you play with fire? Wear an asbestos suit.
There's a story about that, the fox and the scorpion and all that bullshit. Rhys shouldn't be surprised he got bit.
He sighs, and decides to lay one more peace offering at House's feet anyway.
"For the record. I was never going to demand anything from you or push for anything." It seems funny and appropriate, that it was in the high school where this first all started. Did I hurt your feelings, Rhysie?
"All I really wanted was for That Night...just to know that it had been something good for a little while. That's all." One night of comfort, where for a little while he'd actually felt safe, walking up with a warm body around him instead of the cold memory of all the ones he'd lost.
That was all.
He shrugs, and takes about careful, measured drag. There's no current in his voice, no while of desperation or demand. Just quiet reflection. "Just so the record's straight. But yeah, were alright from here. At least, as okay as we get because if you piss me off again, I will punch you. And that includes bringing up Sunny again like an asshole. That was your one free pass."
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Rhys has made a lot of bad judgments in his life. Looking to a self-absorbed sadomasochist like House for affection was just another in a long string of them. He's not walking away from the man, but when you play with fire? Wear an asbestos suit.
There's a story about that, the fox and the scorpion and all that bullshit. Rhys shouldn't be surprised he got bit.
He sighs, and decides to lay one more peace offering at House's feet anyway.
"For the record. I was never going to demand anything from you or push for anything." It seems funny and appropriate, that it was in the high school where this first all started. Did I hurt your feelings, Rhysie?
"All I really wanted was for That Night...just to know that it had been something good for a little while. That's all." One night of comfort, where for a little while he'd actually felt safe, walking up with a warm body around him instead of the cold memory of all the ones he'd lost.
That was all.
He shrugs, and takes about careful, measured drag. There's no current in his voice, no while of desperation or demand. Just quiet reflection. "Just so the record's straight. But yeah, were alright from here. At least, as okay as we get because if you piss me off again, I will punch you. And that includes bringing up Sunny again like an asshole. That was your one free pass."