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.
Re: Disguise, part 2a/?
anonymous
March 27 2011, 20:11:01 UTC
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John doesn't mean to break the washer. But Sherlock is in one of his little snits (he really is like a child some -- if not most -- of the time) and John is fed up with all of the scientific detritus being left on every bloody surface of the flat.
So, he balls up all of the rags, the tea towels, various socks strewn under tables and the sofa, and shoves them into the washer, hard. John ignores the stomp of bare feet going upstairs and simply concentrates on the laundry. He has to jam it all in to fit, but when he stands back from setting the timer and adding the washing soap, he feels a little bit better.
He next attacks the dishes, the canisters he's willing to touch, and old newspapers. Twenty minutes later he's feeling a bit lighter and whistles low as he works (In my life by the Beatles, his favourite). He even grabs a pair of surgical gloves and bins several of the more suspect containers lying around
( ... )
Disguise, part 2b/?
anonymous
March 27 2011, 20:12:39 UTC
~*~
After taking over four washers, John sits and pulls out a couple of journals that he's been wanting to read for ages. He opens the most recent issue of The Lancet and thumbs through it, waiting for something to catch his eye.
He's halfway through a world report on Healing the mental scars of combat when he feels someone watching him
( ... )
Disguise, part 2c/?
anonymous
March 27 2011, 20:15:41 UTC
John's mind blanks for a moment. Because... yes. Yes, he would like the chance to get off with another person for the first time in a good while. Brian can't be more than thirty -- not with that hair -- and John's in no danger of falling for him. He just wants to be desired.
He can't quite find the right words, not with Brian breathing against his skin, so John nods more than once.
Brian grins at him, then stands and heads directly to the loo. John glances around the laundromat. There are a few people there, but no one is paying him any mind. The washers still have 18 minutes blinking; he's got plenty of time. He counts to fifteen in his head then follows Brian into the gents.
As soon as he pushes open the door John's pressed against the wall with hands tangled in his shirt and warm breath on his neck.
"God, John, your mouth. I kept watching it. You lick your lips, purse them, grin. It was driving me crazy. I want to put my tongue in your goddamn mouth
( ... )
Re: Disguise, part 2c/?
anonymous
March 27 2011, 20:23:13 UTC
Oh wow, I had completely forgotten about this. I had been intrigued by the first part and the second one may have caused a small explosion somewhere in my brain (I hope it wasn't somewhere important).
Sherlock, what are you doing with poor John? Don't break him!
...bloody hell, what is Sherlock doing?! Jeez, this is so much better than I could have expected, I have a sadistic love for Sherlock fucking with John. Love it!
Re: Disguise, part 2c/?
anonymous
April 1 2011, 00:06:20 UTC
I don't know - it almost reads to me like Sherlock thinks John wouldn't want him as he is... so instead he pretends to be ppl John would find more desirable...
Re: Disguise, part 2c/?velvet_maceApril 2 2011, 03:50:18 UTC
Oh Sherlock! You tease!
And I love how in the previous part Sherlock thought the name of one of Victoria's children would be a dead give away, despite it being some extremely random thing from an ad on a show a month before and completely indistinguishable from background noise.
Disguise, part 3a/?
anonymous
April 3 2011, 23:04:45 UTC
a/n: This part is divided into 2 comments. I so appreciate people's patience between updates; I don't normally get reliable writing time apart from the weekends. I'll get the next part up next weekend, if not before. And thank you very much for reading. It means a lot. <3
~*~Sherlock returns less than an hour later. He hangs his coat and comes into the sitting room. The disguise is gone. John has made a cup of tea and is sitting in his chair with it balanced on his knee. The telly is on, but he has the sound off
( ... )
Disguise, part 3b/?
anonymous
April 3 2011, 23:06:52 UTC
~*~That night in bed, John falls heavily into sleep. He dreams hard: Afghanistan, explosions, bombs strapped to his chest. Body parts, screams, shouts in anger. When he wakes, John's mind is foggy, heavy. He's tangled in blankets; his mouth is dry and tastes of cotton. The pillow is damp under his cheek; his snug tee shirt is twisted and uncomfortable
( ... )
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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F5! F5!!!
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John doesn't mean to break the washer. But Sherlock is in one of his little snits (he really is like a child some -- if not most -- of the time) and John is fed up with all of the scientific detritus being left on every bloody surface of the flat.
So, he balls up all of the rags, the tea towels, various socks strewn under tables and the sofa, and shoves them into the washer, hard. John ignores the stomp of bare feet going upstairs and simply concentrates on the laundry. He has to jam it all in to fit, but when he stands back from setting the timer and adding the washing soap, he feels a little bit better.
He next attacks the dishes, the canisters he's willing to touch, and old newspapers. Twenty minutes later he's feeling a bit lighter and whistles low as he works (In my life by the Beatles, his favourite). He even grabs a pair of surgical gloves and bins several of the more suspect containers lying around ( ... )
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After taking over four washers, John sits and pulls out a couple of journals that he's been wanting to read for ages. He opens the most recent issue of The Lancet and thumbs through it, waiting for something to catch his eye.
He's halfway through a world report on Healing the mental scars of combat when he feels someone watching him ( ... )
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He can't quite find the right words, not with Brian breathing against his skin, so John nods more than once.
Brian grins at him, then stands and heads directly to the loo. John glances around the laundromat. There are a few people there, but no one is paying him any mind. The washers still have 18 minutes blinking; he's got plenty of time. He counts to fifteen in his head then follows Brian into the gents.
As soon as he pushes open the door John's pressed against the wall with hands tangled in his shirt and warm breath on his neck.
"God, John, your mouth. I kept watching it. You lick your lips, purse them, grin. It was driving me crazy. I want to put my tongue in your goddamn mouth ( ... )
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Sherlock, what are you doing with poor John? Don't break him!
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NEXT WEEKEND?!?
>:(
Ok...ppl gotta have a real life, I get it...
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And I love how in the previous part Sherlock thought the name of one of Victoria's children would be a dead give away, despite it being some extremely random thing from an ad on a show a month before and completely indistinguishable from background noise.
Looking forward to part three!
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~*~Sherlock returns less than an hour later. He hangs his coat and comes into the sitting room. The disguise is gone. John has made a cup of tea and is sitting in his chair with it balanced on his knee. The telly is on, but he has the sound off ( ... )
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~*~That night in bed, John falls heavily into sleep. He dreams hard: Afghanistan, explosions, bombs strapped to his chest. Body parts, screams, shouts in anger. When he wakes, John's mind is foggy, heavy. He's tangled in blankets; his mouth is dry and tastes of cotton. The pillow is damp under his cheek; his snug tee shirt is twisted and uncomfortable ( ... )
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