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Johns reaction to sherlocks torture
anonymous
May 27 2014, 20:18:20 UTC
You know that scene at the beginning of TEH when we see sherlock being tortured? He has obviously been there for some time. Somehow John gets to see the footage (possibly due to either Mycroft's or Moriarty's meddling/he notices some scars on sherlock's back and investigates). Angst ensues.
I would prefer johnlock but it's not required.
+1 if sherlock made a conscious effort to hide what happened to him
+10 if it's not the first time he has been tortured (john somehow finds also out about it). maybe have the mind palace created originally for the purpose of coping with the aftermath
Fill: The Light Long Gone (4a/?)tenderly_wickedJune 29 2014, 22:02:17 UTC
Sorry for the delay. Short version: real life has been distracting :) I hope to add more to this chapter in the next few days.It’s a quiet and peaceful evening. Little Miss Watson is happily asleep, so John and Mary are finally able to indulge themselves in cuddling under a warm quilt and watching something soporifically stupid on TV. John would have probably enjoyed this, or at least tried to, if only he could keep the thoughts of Sherlock out of his head. It’s been three days since John’s futile visit to Baker Street. Three days spent trudging through work and mundane problems like everything was as usual
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Fill: The Light Long Gone (4b/?)tenderly_wickedJune 29 2014, 22:03:46 UTC
At his wedding, Sherlock had called him the kindest and wisest human being he’d ever had the good fortune of knowing. That speaks much of the people Sherlock used to meet in his life if you are nearly a saint compared to them, John tells himself mirthlessly.
Oh yes, especially if you take Seb as an example, another thought slithers through his mind.
John cringes at thinking of Sherlock in Sebastian’s flat, Sherlock in his bed, Sherlock in his life.
Would you rather he’d be alone? How selfish of you, John. How very… predictable. Sherlock had told you that he and Mary were the two people who loved you most in all this world and thus practically declared his affection to you-and therefore you expect him to spend the rest of his life patiently waiting for your scarce visits and occasional praise.John shakes his head, which probably looks ridiculous as there’s no one else in the room to argue with. No, it’s not like that. Of course it’s not. Sherlock deserves his share of a happy relationship, just maybe not with this slimy banker
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Fill: The Light Long Gone (5a/?)tenderly_wickedJuly 5 2014, 11:23:14 UTC
When John arrives to Baker Street right after his shift and trots up the stairs, immensely worried but unsure what he’s about to say, he finds the cigarette smell in the living-room thicker, the number of saucers filled with ash multiplied, and Sherlock sitting in his chair and intermittently plucking the strings of his violin. An obnoxious sound.
“Oh, it’s just you,” Sherlock says inexpressively and lays the violin aside on the table. “I was expecting Mycroft. I thought you must have phoned him by now to keep your conscience clear. But apparently not. Damn, I could have not bothered with shaving,” he mutters to himself.
John can’t suppress a nervous snort. “Why would you shave for MycroftSherlock’s lips twitch in a wry smile. “He tends to be tediously persistent in his concern if he suspects something is off. But if a façade is in perfect condition, he doesn’t waste his time on a closer look. He’s got much more important things to consider
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Fill: The Light Long Gone (5b/?)tenderly_wickedJuly 5 2014, 11:24:32 UTC
“Is everything… um… fine between you and him?”
“Absolutely. More than ever. We broke up. Or, more exactly, he dumped me, which wasn’t really surprising. I’m too much trouble; now he’d finally sobered enough from his sex rush to realize just how much. So he texted me. A short, succinct message, very business-like: it’s always easier to text than to call to deliver news like that… By the way, if you’re going to say you’re sorry, don’t,” he warns John just in time. “The deal wasn’t working for me anyway
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Fill: The Light Long Gone (5c/?)tenderly_wickedJuly 5 2014, 11:25:44 UTC
It had only been a few times when John had woken up in the middle of the night to find Sherlock silently standing beside his bed as if he’d come to check on him, maybe having heard something. It should have been unsettling, and embarrassing too, but it hadn’t. Moreover, those had probably been the only moments when John had felt that Sherlock still cared for his presence at Baker Street, because at other times Sherlock had acted as if John hadn’t been there at all. They had never spoken about these night visits afterwards
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I would prefer johnlock but it's not required.
+1 if sherlock made a conscious effort to hide what happened to him
+10 if it's not the first time he has been tortured (john somehow finds also out about it). maybe have the mind palace created originally for the purpose of coping with the aftermath
+100 if somehow along the way they compare scars
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Oh yes, especially if you take Seb as an example, another thought slithers through his mind.
John cringes at thinking of Sherlock in Sebastian’s flat, Sherlock in his bed, Sherlock in his life.
Would you rather he’d be alone? How selfish of you, John. How very… predictable. Sherlock had told you that he and Mary were the two people who loved you most in all this world and thus practically declared his affection to you-and therefore you expect him to spend the rest of his life patiently waiting for your scarce visits and occasional praise.John shakes his head, which probably looks ridiculous as there’s no one else in the room to argue with. No, it’s not like that. Of course it’s not. Sherlock deserves his share of a happy relationship, just maybe not with this slimy banker ( ... )
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I'm so happy this story is updated. Can't wait to read what happens next! This is one of those rare stories that really hurt.
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“Oh, it’s just you,” Sherlock says inexpressively and lays the violin aside on the table. “I was expecting Mycroft. I thought you must have phoned him by now to keep your conscience clear. But apparently not. Damn, I could have not bothered with shaving,” he mutters to himself.
John can’t suppress a nervous snort. “Why would you shave for MycroftSherlock’s lips twitch in a wry smile. “He tends to be tediously persistent in his concern if he suspects something is off. But if a façade is in perfect condition, he doesn’t waste his time on a closer look. He’s got much more important things to consider ( ... )
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“Absolutely. More than ever. We broke up. Or, more exactly, he dumped me, which wasn’t really surprising. I’m too much trouble; now he’d finally sobered enough from his sex rush to realize just how much. So he texted me. A short, succinct message, very business-like: it’s always easier to text than to call to deliver news like that… By the way, if you’re going to say you’re sorry, don’t,” he warns John just in time. “The deal wasn’t working for me anyway ( ... )
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This is quickly becoming one of my favorite stories.
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