The tiniest hint of a blush colored Sherlock's face, but he shook those thoughts out of his head rather quickly.
Sherlock didn't move any closer to the bed, he stood his ground, his eyes not leaving John's. What could he say to that, "Thank you?" "You're a good kisser too"? Either of those would just sound silly and trite, even if they were true. John was a good kisser.
He rubbed at the back of his head. Damnit, he could reduce people to tears by deducing them. But when it came to having even a regular conversation with John, he was a blubbering mess.
"John.." he said quietly, finally having to look away from John at the floor in front of the bed.
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Date: 2018-04-20 07:32 pm (UTC)Sherlock didn't move any closer to the bed, he stood his ground, his eyes not leaving John's. What could he say to that, "Thank you?" "You're a good kisser too"? Either of those would just sound silly and trite, even if they were true. John was a good kisser.
He rubbed at the back of his head. Damnit, he could reduce people to tears by deducing them. But when it came to having even a regular conversation with John, he was a blubbering mess.
"John.." he said quietly, finally having to look away from John at the floor in front of the bed.