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definitely-my-division:
sherlocklikesapples:
Sherlock kept stroking his hair as Greg slowly slept, twirling it around gently between his fingers and breathing softly. He wasn’t going to sleep tonight, he was just going to watch the other sleep peacefully, providing a safe, warm, cocoon for the man he was holding. Greg’s phone rang around 3 hours later, a phone call from Anderson, it could wait, couldn’t it? He knocked the phone off and threw it onto the sofa opposite, throwing the interruption far away. He held the other close as Greg curled around him, mumbling slightly in his sleep although Sherlock couldn’t hear about what. He leant down, pressing a small kiss to the sleeping man’s cheek, watching as the other stirred slightly before settling again.
The point was Greg hadn’t been so relaxed for a very long time even though he had a slight signs of hangover. His mind always occupied with cases and John stealing Sherlock from him was keeping him awake almost all the time or bringing him nightmares he couldn’t fight down. Many nights he just stayed wide awake but tired not knowing what to do with himself as he slowly was losing the whole interest in any kind of sport. The warmth radiating from other’s body, something he could sense after years of marriage, was giving him one extra feeling - feeling of security. So the next time he woke up - with his neck stiff, but relaxed in general - Greg looked at Sherlock and blinked few times. “It wasn’t a dream.”
Sherlock woke up without realizing he’d fallen asleep in the first place, so waking up again was a surprise. He kept still not so as not to disturb the sleeping man still in his arms, sleeping more peacefully than he had done in the past, judging by the grey areas under his eyes, slightly puffy from the lack of sleep which he was now catching up on. Lifting his hand gently, he started stroking Greg’s cheek gently watching as he slowly awoke. “Afraid not.” he shrugged, smiling a little.
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the-second-adler:
sherlocklikesapples:
the-second-adler:
Hello Mr Holmes, it’s a pleasure.
Do call me Sherlock, I find Mr Holmes so posh when it doesn’t need to be. I take it from your name that you are a relation to Miss Irene Adler? Possibly a younger sister, or cousin? The resemblance is there also.
I’m Caroline, her little sister. You know Irene then?
It’s a pleasure to meet you then Caroline, you could say we’ve met. It was a case a little while ago.
*raises an eyebrow* You…..you want me to? Alright, I suppose…hope it’s not too bad.
Oh? I didn’t realize you were interested, but I’d be happy to, nonetheless.
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the-second-adler:
Hello Mr Holmes, it’s a pleasure.
Do call me Sherlock, I find Mr Holmes so posh when it doesn’t need to be. I take it from your name that you are a relation to Miss Irene Adler? Possibly a younger sister, or cousin? The resemblance is there also.
{John/Sherlock}
thelifeofjohnwatson:
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“I owe you everything too you know.” John replied. He moved his hands, placing them on the back of Sherlock’s neck, pulling him down towards him and peppering his jaw with light kisses. “I seriously have no idea where I would be now if I hadn’t met you. I would still be walking with that bloody cane.” he chuckled softly, running his nose along Sherlock’s throat, holding him close. “It was the same for me, you know. I never, not in a million years, thought you would want to spend your life with me. Not in the same way as me anyway. I’m more than glad…I’m ecstatic.”
He moved his hands to Sherlock’s waist, wrapping his arms tightly around him, resting his chin on his shoulder. “Thank you. So much. I love you.” he whispered into Sherlock’s ear, so nobody else would hear.
Sherlock smiled, almost dreamily into the kisses on his jaw, turning slightly and catching one of them on the mouth. “You’ve changed my life so much and I’m so glad you’re spending the rest of it with me.” he smiled, arms sliding to wrap around John’s waist as John nuzzled close into his neck. “You have no idea how happy I am, I can’t physically describe it, it’s just……I’m speechless, that’s probably the only time you’ll hear me say that.” he laughed quietly.
“I love you too.” he spoke quietly, holding John close and sighing softly as they hugged in the middle of the room. “I love you so, so much.”
“Me too. I couldn’t even begin to describe how happy you’ve made me” John said quietly, burrowing ever closer to Sherlock. He let out a small laugh. “You? Speechless? Never been known.”
Once again, the rest of the people in the room seemed to have melted out of existence. It was only the two of them, perfectly happy and content in each others arms, where they belonged.
John looked up at Sherlock from beneath his eyelashes, grinning cheekily. “I love you more.” He teased, pressing kisses from his fiancee’s hairline all the way down to his chin. John suddenly felt very mischievous, so he wound one of hands around Sherlock’s body and squeezed his arse firmly, enjoying the look of surprise on his partners face. He laughed, moving his hand back up to rest it on his hip.
“Looks like that’s another thing you’ve changed.” he shrugged, holding John close and sighing happily into his hair as the world disappeared around them again , both of them beyond happy and seemingly complete, two halves of what was now becoming a whole.
Sherlock’s eyes opened wide in shock, feeling himself blush brightly as John squeezed his arse, making him flinch and move slightly. “Oh really? I think I love you more.” he grinned, leaning forward and catching his fiancee’s lips in a chaste kiss, pulling away with a small smirk, still blushing a little.
worldsonlyconsultingcriminal:
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Why, hellooooo, Sherly~
Jim, I would say it’s nice to hear from you but I’d be lying.
takeafall:
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Oh, I’ve heard about you.
I don’t suppose playing with Scotland Yard led you here, did it?
I’ve heard of you too. I’ve heard of your work, rather impressive, better than the normal criminal and you sounded like fun, I thought I’d stop by.
moriar-tea-co asked: "Well, well, well, if it isn't the detective who lived... Hello Sherly, long time, no try to kill you. -JM"
I could say the same to you, hard to come back from shooting yourself in the mouth, isn’t it?
A pleasure to hear from you again, Jim. I had noticed you’d been awfully quiet lately. Business slow? - SH
{John/Sherlock}
thelifeofjohnwatson:
sherlocklikesapples:
thelifeofjohnwatson:
sherlocklikesapples:
The corner of John’s lips quirked into a small smile as Sherlock granted Harry permission to murder him. “Nobody is murdering anyone, thank you.” He said, narrowing his eyes at Harry, giving her a warning look.
John didn’t think he could possibly turn any more red, but was proved wrong when Sherlock questioned his welfare, obviously having noticed his flushed face. He cleared his throat awkwardly, hoping the flames in his cheeks would die down soon.
“Well…you do it.” he said. As he looked up at Sherlock’s face, he noticed Sherlock himself had a slightly pink tinge to his cheeks. His eyes were sparkling and he had a smile plastered onto his face. John had never seen Sherlock this happy. It was certainly a beautiful sight to behold.
“It’s fine. She is merely ensuring your safety and the fact I will look after you, which I will.” he nodded, giving a firm nod to Harry before looking between the two Watson siblings, both fighters with kind hearts truthfully. “I promise I’ll look after him, you have my word.”
“Or we’ll just let them work it out on their own.” he laughed quietly, bringing John back to the centre of the room and kissing him lightly. “Thank you……for everything.” he smiled, lifting a hand to stroke gently at John’s cheek, looking directly into John’s earthy brown eyes that he got lost in oh so often.
John observed Sherlock glancing at himself and his sister, a look in his eyes that he couldn’t place. “He will look after me Harry. Just like I’ll look after him.” He said, winking at his sister and placing a quick peck on her cheek.
He turned to look back at Sherlock, a smile on his face. “That sounds like the best idea. Irene’s not an idiot, I’m sure she’ll work it out soon enough.” Sherlock towed him back to the middle of the room, kissing his lips gently. As Sherlock thanked him, John felt a warmth spread through his entire body. He reached his hand up to Sherlock’s curls, tangling his fingers in the dark strands. “Why are you thanking me? It’s me who should be thanking you. I haven’t done anything. You’ve given me everything.” John gently ran his thumb across Sherlock’s brow bone before continuing. “Can I just ask…what brought all this on?”
Sherlock nodded in agreement. “Both power players, I wonder…..” he smiled. “Who knows? They might be the next ones to be where we are.” he laughed, taking John’s hand in his own and swinging it gently, purring slightly at the hand in his hair and leaning into it. “I owe you everything. You’ve done so much for me, this is the least I can do.” he smiled, pecking John’s lips again lightly. “Just building up for when I was going to tell you about my sentiment towards you, I’d thought about it throughout the time I was away and when I came back and decided I wanted to marry you. The idea of you choosing to spend the rest of your life with me seemed unimaginable, but I wanted it to happen so badly and I’m so glad it did.”
“I owe you everything too you know.” John replied. He moved his hands, placing them on the back of Sherlock’s neck, pulling him down towards him and peppering his jaw with light kisses. “I seriously have no idea where I would be now if I hadn’t met you. I would still be walking with that bloody cane.” he chuckled softly, running his nose along Sherlock’s throat, holding him close. “It was the same for me, you know. I never, not in a million years, thought you would want to spend your life with me. Not in the same way as me anyway. I’m more than glad…I’m ecstatic.”
He moved his hands to Sherlock’s waist, wrapping his arms tightly around him, resting his chin on his shoulder. “Thank you. So much. I love you.” he whispered into Sherlock’s ear, so nobody else would hear.
Sherlock smiled, almost dreamily into the kisses on his jaw, turning slightly and catching one of them on the mouth. “You’ve changed my life so much and I’m so glad you’re spending the rest of it with me.” he smiled, arms sliding to wrap around John’s waist as John nuzzled close into his neck. “You have no idea how happy I am, I can’t physically describe it, it’s just……I’m speechless, that’s probably the only time you’ll hear me say that.” he laughed quietly.
“I love you too.” he spoke quietly, holding John close and sighing softly as they hugged in the middle of the room. “I love you so, so much.”
sir-jim:
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Nice to see you again, my dear.
I wish I could say the same, but I’m afraid I would be lying.
