Sherlock still had no idea how to reconcile the whole idea that this man in front of him was both John Watson, and the supposedly fictional and apparently immortal Merlin the Magician.
If he had wanted to say anything- not that he would have known what to say, it was all taken away when John kissed him.
John KISSED him.
There a moment of shock before Sherlock leaned into the kiss. It wasn't long or overly passionate, it was a statement of fact, and of purpose. He wasn't quite sure who pulled away first, or maybe the did at the same time. It didn't really matter.
Sherlock blinked, licking his lips so he could taste John for just a moment more.
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Date: 2019-01-11 04:36 pm (UTC)If he had wanted to say anything- not that he would have known what to say, it was all taken away when John kissed him.
John KISSED him.
There a moment of shock before Sherlock leaned into the kiss. It wasn't long or overly passionate, it was a statement of fact, and of purpose. He wasn't quite sure who pulled away first, or maybe the did at the same time. It didn't really matter.
Sherlock blinked, licking his lips so he could taste John for just a moment more.
And he was silenced, for the third time.
But in the best kind of way.