John nodded. It made the most sense. He wasn't overly attached to any of his things. The military had taught him that. And days he wondered if that was good or bad. But it made moving easy.
"My flat is furnished. I have no furniture to move." He told Sherlock.
He bit his lip at the mention of rules. He got it. Rules made things orderly and it was sometimes fun to break rules.
"I like my privacy. Please do not snoop through my things. No punishments that restrict me to the flat for more than twelve hours. I like to go running."
There were other things, but John wanted to wait too Sherlock's reaction to those.
A relationship. He'd really never had a proper one before. It was such an odd sensation, but one he found that he wasn't hating.
What was it about this man that made him throw everything out the window? All his rules and conditions. None of that mattered with Sherlock.
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Date: 2018-03-10 01:41 am (UTC)"My flat is furnished. I have no furniture to move." He told Sherlock.
He bit his lip at the mention of rules. He got it. Rules made things orderly and it was sometimes fun to break rules.
"I like my privacy. Please do not snoop through my things. No punishments that restrict me to the flat for more than twelve hours. I like to go running."
There were other things, but John wanted to wait too Sherlock's reaction to those.
A relationship. He'd really never had a proper one before. It was such an odd sensation, but one he found that he wasn't hating.
What was it about this man that made him throw everything out the window? All his rules and conditions. None of that mattered with Sherlock.