Sherlock could feel John's muscles relax and untense, the longer they stayed together. He actually jumped at bit at the touch of his hand on his knee, but only for a millisecond, then he relaxed again.
He looked at John, a bit confused.. Was he trying to do that... for him?
"John.." He said, taking a large gulp of air. Before this went any further, he had to get things out into the air.
"You... you are a god.. and I am just a human.. I will get old. I will die, and you will live hundreds of years. I'm only 25. I've flown to places to go to conferences, but I haven't really even seen the world, and you talk about Sydney and the United States and bloody Hell... " He gulps again.
"I.. I'm just a chemist. What.. can I give you? Hell.. I don't even know if I... if we..." His face turns a deep red. "If we can... be together, if it ever comes to that."
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He looked at John, a bit confused.. Was he trying to do that... for him?
"John.." He said, taking a large gulp of air. Before this went any further, he had to get things out into the air.
"You... you are a god.. and I am just a human.. I will get old. I will die, and you will live hundreds of years. I'm only 25. I've flown to places to go to conferences, but I haven't really even seen the world, and you talk about Sydney and the United States and bloody Hell... " He gulps again.
"I.. I'm just a chemist. What.. can I give you? Hell.. I don't even know if I... if we..." His face turns a deep red. "If we can... be together, if it ever comes to that."