John came out of the bedroom in the evening. He was wearing sleep pants and a dressing gown. His hair was ruffled and there was a delightful hickey forming om his neck.
He made a noise and pressed himself against Sherlock's side as he settled against the man on the couch. "What time is it?" he asked, voice muddled with sleep.
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Date: 2019-02-17 09:29 pm (UTC)He made a noise and pressed himself against Sherlock's side as he settled against the man on the couch. "What time is it?" he asked, voice muddled with sleep.