"I thought that you were John and I am Sherlock.. but... that doesn't seem to be the case for you..." His words were stolen from his mouth before Sherlock could utter another syllable.
And for the second time in just a few minutes, John Watson (well, not actually John Watson, he thought to himself) had rendered him speechless.
"You... " He blinked a couple of times, at a loss at what to say or do. It wasn't that he didn't have feelings for John. He most certainly did. But this revelation, coming on top of everything else that John- (NOT JOHN!) had just told him, left him bereft of words.
"You are... immortal... I am just a man..." He regretted the words as soon as they said them, but he continued. "I will grow old and die as you live on."
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Date: 2019-01-11 04:25 pm (UTC)And for the second time in just a few minutes, John Watson (well, not actually John Watson, he thought to himself) had rendered him speechless.
"You... " He blinked a couple of times, at a loss at what to say or do. It wasn't that he didn't have feelings for John. He most certainly did. But this revelation, coming on top of everything else that John- (NOT JOHN!) had just told him, left him bereft of words.
"You are... immortal... I am just a man..." He regretted the words as soon as they said them, but he continued. "I will grow old and die as you live on."