Sherlock stared at him, his body stiff, his jaw hanging slightly down.
"You...." Sherlock looked down at John's belly, there was only the slightest bit of roundness to it, he had lost the six pack that he's had when they met 3 months ago.
"You... me..." he just couldn't rectify those words.. "How,,,?" He asked. What would it look like? Would it have fins? or legs? or some weird amalgam of both?
Would it even survive?
He had so many questions, and no answers.
"But... how?" He asked again, looking up at John, fear in his eyes.
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Date: 2019-08-18 07:25 am (UTC)"You...." Sherlock looked down at John's belly, there was only the slightest bit of roundness to it, he had lost the six pack that he's had when they met 3 months ago.
"You... me..." he just couldn't rectify those words.. "How,,,?" He asked. What would it look like? Would it have fins? or legs? or some weird amalgam of both?
Would it even survive?
He had so many questions, and no answers.
"But... how?" He asked again, looking up at John, fear in his eyes.