Sherlock is amazing at disguising. John knows this; he's seen him in countless disguises and if Sherlock really tries he can make himself look completely unlike himself. Then one day for a case Sherlock wears a disguise John hasn't seen on him before, and John recognises him. Recognises him as the first man he ever slept with, in a night club, who afterwards had said he had just needed a diversion to stop some other guy noticing him. Then left without looking back. The whole incident totally fucked up John's head for weeks, broke up his relationship, and almost got him kicked out of med school for not focussing/missing assignments/failing tests because all he could think about was what an idiot he'd been.
TL;DR - Sherlock disguises himself for a case, and John recognises him as the guy who shagged him in a night club (his first time with a bloke) when he was in med school before buggering off, in an incident that almost ruined John's life.
Disguise, part 1a/?
anonymous
March 20 2011, 22:22:29 UTC
I love this prompt so much!! I sat to write this and this bit sort of came out in a big rush. I think it'll be 2-3 more parts after this. Hope you enjoy. :)
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The barista at the coffee shop is flirting with him again. John grins at her when she asks his name, lowers his voice, and says, "now if I told you, I'd have to kill you."
He's rather relieved when instead of snorting at him for such an uninspired response, she smiles at him and says, "Why don't I just make something up, then?"
"I'll look forward to it."
"I'm Kate," she tells him as she writes a name on the cup and hands it to the barista that's making the drinks.
"Well, thank you, Kate."
John watches her as she talks to the other customers, moving gracefully in such a small space, though he can see that she favours her right leg. She's fluid as she moves, though, and he can only see the slight limp because he knows how it feels. Dancer, John guesses. He doesn't know of any dancing school nearby but he'll ask Sherlock when he sees him
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Disguise, part 1b/?
anonymous
March 20 2011, 22:24:14 UTC
Several hours later John's home early from his shift at the surgery. He calls a greeting to Mrs. Hudson, then takes the stairs a few at a time and finds himself alone in the flat. Sherlock's been in a bit of a dry spell recently, which sees him spending far too much time at home, underfoot, and in the bloody way. This is a nice change.
Maybe he can watch a bit of telly and plot out a way to get the barista's phone number the next time he goes in.
He goes to turn on the kettle for a cuppa and is relieved to find nothing in the refrigerator but milk, eggs, and the odd white box from the lab that's been there for three weeks now. A fridge empty of body parts, John thinks as he grabs the milk and walks to the cupboard above the sink for a mug, how novel.Then he looks down
( ... )
Re: Disguise, part 1c/?
anonymous
March 21 2011, 00:16:38 UTC
"I'd hardly call that flirting."
This still makes me laugh as much as it did when you came up with it (I mean, when Sherlock came up with it and then told you about it :P) a few hours ago while I was sitting in your living room. Looking forward to more! ♥ ♥ ♥
Then one day for a case Sherlock wears a disguise John hasn't seen on him before, and John recognises him. Recognises him as the first man he ever slept with, in a night club, who afterwards had said he had just needed a diversion to stop some other guy noticing him. Then left without looking back. The whole incident totally fucked up John's head for weeks, broke up his relationship, and almost got him kicked out of med school for not focussing/missing assignments/failing tests because all he could think about was what an idiot he'd been.
TL;DR - Sherlock disguises himself for a case, and John recognises him as the guy who shagged him in a night club (his first time with a bloke) when he was in med school before buggering off, in an incident that almost ruined John's life.
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Some one please fill now
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~*~
The barista at the coffee shop is flirting with him again. John grins at her when she asks his name, lowers his voice, and says, "now if I told you, I'd have to kill you."
He's rather relieved when instead of snorting at him for such an uninspired response, she smiles at him and says, "Why don't I just make something up, then?"
"I'll look forward to it."
"I'm Kate," she tells him as she writes a name on the cup and hands it to the barista that's making the drinks.
"Well, thank you, Kate."
John watches her as she talks to the other customers, moving gracefully in such a small space, though he can see that she favours her right leg. She's fluid as she moves, though, and he can only see the slight limp because he knows how it feels. Dancer, John guesses. He doesn't know of any dancing school nearby but he'll ask Sherlock when he sees him ( ... )
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Maybe he can watch a bit of telly and plot out a way to get the barista's phone number the next time he goes in.
He goes to turn on the kettle for a cuppa and is relieved to find nothing in the refrigerator but milk, eggs, and the odd white box from the lab that's been there for three weeks now. A fridge empty of body parts, John thinks as he grabs the milk and walks to the cupboard above the sink for a mug, how novel.Then he looks down ( ... )
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"Why are you on your knees in the middle of the kitchen?"
John's tempted to mutter under his breath, why don't you deduce it for yourself but takes the safer road and says, "spilled the milk."
"Hmmm... that's surprising," Sherlock says. "You've never been clumsy."
"Well, if there weren't bloody fingers in the sink, I wouldn't have spilled the milk ( ... )
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This still makes me laugh as much as it did when you came up with it (I mean, when Sherlock came up with it and then told you about it :P) a few hours ago while I was sitting in your living room. Looking forward to more! ♥ ♥ ♥
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Genius, can't wait for the next update!!
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