Sherlock's face scrunched into a worried look for a moment, then he went back to his normal bored look. He wasn't John's keeper, the man could take care of himself.
He shouldn't care.
Then, why did he?
While John was working on breakfast, Sherlock went into the bathroom and got a couple of paracetamol. He brought them into the kitchen, poured a drink a water, and brought them both over to John.
He was facing away, looking at the stove, so Sherlock gently put his hand on John's shoulder to get his attention, not even paying attention that it was his left shoulder, close to his scar.
Suddenly, everything went white. Sherlock didn't even hear the water fall to the ground and the glass break, his entire world went blank.
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Date: 2019-01-09 07:40 pm (UTC)He shouldn't care.
Then, why did he?
While John was working on breakfast, Sherlock went into the bathroom and got a couple of paracetamol. He brought them into the kitchen, poured a drink a water, and brought them both over to John.
He was facing away, looking at the stove, so Sherlock gently put his hand on John's shoulder to get his attention, not even paying attention that it was his left shoulder, close to his scar.
Suddenly, everything went white. Sherlock didn't even hear the water fall to the ground and the glass break, his entire world went blank.