Immediately, Sherlock's eyes went over to John's shoulder when he said that. He had seen John's scar before, from when he was shot in Afghanistan. The former solider had tried to hide it at first, but it became hard to do since they shared a shower on the main floor and John's bedroom was upstairs.
So after a while he dropped the pretense and just stopped putting on a shirt in the loo. The first time Sherlock saw it, he was fascinated. He asked questions about when did it hurt him- when it was hot or cold, and did it ache- enough questions for John to put the kibosh on it and go up to his room to get away from John's incessant questions. Sherlock had wanted to touch it, but John hadn't ever let him, and he had no idea why.
Sherlock hovered over John all day. Mrs Hudson came up a couple of times, but Sherlock, like an overprotective dog, quickly shooed her away. He refilled tea and fluffed pillows and helped John when he needed it, even if the man was perfectly capable of doing it himself.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2019-01-09 04:59 am (UTC)So after a while he dropped the pretense and just stopped putting on a shirt in the loo. The first time Sherlock saw it, he was fascinated. He asked questions about when did it hurt him- when it was hot or cold, and did it ache- enough questions for John to put the kibosh on it and go up to his room to get away from John's incessant questions.
Sherlock had wanted to touch it, but John hadn't ever let him, and he had no idea why.
Sherlock hovered over John all day. Mrs Hudson came up a couple of times, but Sherlock, like an overprotective dog, quickly shooed her away. He refilled tea and fluffed pillows and helped John when he needed it, even if the man was perfectly capable of doing it himself.