I would NEVER be able to win an argument with this man … not with that puppy face
This looks like that first moment when Sherlock comes back. He’s died the hair and shed the posh clothes, and he turns up, and John punches him. And then kisses him. And then shoves him against the wall and yanks his shirt open just to breathe in the smell of him and feel his heartbeat. And every inch of Sherlock is screaming YES! Because he never thought it’d be like this, he never thought he’d feel this, or get John, or anything else. And he opens his mouth to tell John ‘Sorry’ and ‘Thank you’ and ‘I love you’ and a thousand other things that he should’ve said before but didn’t, a thousand things he never thought he’d say. He opens his mouth to say them, and John steps back, moves away. And then he tells Sherlock to go. To leave. To never come back. And whether he means it or not, that’s what he says, and Sherlock suddenly realises what he’s done, what he has to lose.
I was having a pretty decent day … until just now
i AM CRYING SO HARD FUCK YOU
Greg Lestrade found Sherlock in an alleyway , on the verge of death , with a needle sticking in his arm. His messy hair was sticking in all directions , his eyes were sunken and he had dark circles around them. His clothes were tattered and torn. He looked homeless.
His training kicked in and he scrambled frantically to Sherlock’s side , muttering curses , and smashing his coffee cup on the ground. He took out his cellphone and barked at the hospital to send an ambulance as fast as they could. He shook Sherlock with tears threatening to spill. He screamed himself hoarse.
He didn’t even realise when he ambulance came and took them both to the hospital.
He didn’t even realise that a man rushed past him to Sherlock’s room. He was a blur. All he caught was a flash of a Christmas jumper.
He did notice John crying frantically by his side in the waiting room as a doctor checked up on Sherlock. He had never seen the army doctor so battered , bruised and broken.
The doctor came into the waiting room and smiled. Sherlock only had small amounts of drugs in his system , thankfully. He would have to go to rehab , but he would pull through.
John and Greg went inside Sherlock’s room to find Mycroft sitting in the room , talking with Sherlock who was siting upright. Both their eyes fell on John.
Mycroft didn’t even flinch when John slapped Sherlock so hard that his IV nearly came off.
He also didn’t flinch when John gave Sherlock the kiss of his life. He simply smiled and watched Sherlock cry for the first time in his life.