"John." Oh, by the gods, this was torture,the best and worst torture ever- at the same time.
He felt like his heart that he didn't even need was going to burst, just looking into John's deep blue eyes.
Why... were his eyes leaking? What in the world was going on with him? He was a mess!
Sherlock leaned into the touch, closing his eyes and trying to will these conflicting emotions away, but it was nothing doing.
John was going to know that something was different. He was hoping that he wouldn't have to admit to what he had agreed to, but that seemed very unlikely, unless he could get himself under better control.
"John." He whispered his time, leaning in to kiss the hand that caressed him.
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He felt like his heart that he didn't even need was going to burst, just looking into John's deep blue eyes.
Why... were his eyes leaking? What in the world was going on with him? He was a mess!
Sherlock leaned into the touch, closing his eyes and trying to will these conflicting emotions away, but it was nothing doing.
John was going to know that something was different. He was hoping that he wouldn't have to admit to what he had agreed to, but that seemed very unlikely, unless he could get himself under better control.
"John." He whispered his time, leaning in to kiss the hand that caressed him.