Sherlock tensed when he saw the realization dawn on John's face. For a single, terrifying moment, he was afraid that John regretted what happened.
Until that was, he leaned in and kissed him.
It lasted way too little time, in Sherlock's opinion, before John leaned away and got up.
He couldn't help but smile when he saw John walk just a little bit tenderly. The lizard brain of his was proud that he had caused that.
He was quiet and still, still sitting exactly where he was, waiting for John to finish. He was still nervous about the conversation that needed to happen- as Englishmen, of course they were shite about talking about feelings, but it was inevitable, it had to happen eventually.
Better to get it over with sooner rather than later.
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Date: 2019-01-16 07:24 pm (UTC)Until that was, he leaned in and kissed him.
It lasted way too little time, in Sherlock's opinion, before John leaned away and got up.
He couldn't help but smile when he saw John walk just a little bit tenderly. The lizard brain of his was proud that he had caused that.
He was quiet and still, still sitting exactly where he was, waiting for John to finish. He was still nervous about the conversation that needed to happen- as Englishmen, of course they were shite about talking about feelings, but it was inevitable, it had to happen eventually.
Better to get it over with sooner rather than later.