Fic: 221B - Wounds
Title: Wounds
Words: surprisingly enough 221
Pairings : Sherlock/John
Disclaimer: Sadly the characters are not mine and no money is made (that would be sooo cool!).
Summary: Sometimes Sherlock comes home wounded.
‘Bloody hell, what happened to you?’
John drops his book onto the armchair he just left and walks over to Sherlock who looks as if he recently had an encounter with a steamroller.
‘Chased a suspect. Got into a fight, fell down a ladder into the sewer. Caught the suspect.’
‘I can see the first and smell the second. Congratulations on the third one.’ They exchange a tender smile. ‘Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.’
Sherlock quietly follows John to the bathroom and lets himself get undressed by John’s careful hands. He steps into the shower, sits down on the ground and waits for John to gently wash away the dirt.
John takes a clean and patched up Sherlock to his bed and marvels at the quietness that surrounds them. These are rare occasions, when Sherlock is exhausted from working but happy because he solved a case. The adrenaline already worn off and not yet bored.
Sherlock wraps himself around John and presses a kiss over John’s heart, before resting his head there. He is completely relaxed and John knows that his brain is mercifully silent right now.
‘I missed you.’ Sherlock intertwines their fingers. John smiles.
‘I love you. All the time. But I think I love you especially when you come home to me beaten up and bruised.’
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