Sherlock climbs into bed with John one night, fully clothed, and spoons with him. When John asks him what he's doing, he just says “shut up” and refuses to talk. John's confused, but definitely not complaining, and decides to leave it till morning.
Over time, Sherlock keeps randomly cuddling John, which eventually leads to kissing, and he still won't talk about it.
How/if it's resolved is up to the filler. Who, by the way, owns my heart forever even if they don't follow my every instruction. :P (Mycroft says: enabled tentes. o.o?)
FILL: Left UnsaidthesardineApril 23 2011, 22:13:38 UTC
I saw someone has this on their to-do list, but I got on a roll last night. Multiple fills, go! There are so many fun ways this prompt could be filled, so I hope to see takes beside this one!
FILL: Left UnsaidthesardineApril 23 2011, 22:14:18 UTC
Sherlock returned late and John was sleeping on the sofa, his head tossed back and crooked at a stiffening angle. John didn't like to sleep sitting up, but found he often did. Sherlock had been gone three days
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Re: FILL: Left UnsaidthesardineApril 23 2011, 22:17:47 UTC
To Sherlock, death was just a deadline, but it mattered to John and Sherlock knew it. What Sherlock didn't know or just ignored was that it also mattered to John when Sherlock's teeth were chattering as he stared out the cab, or when he looked at his scrambled eggs as though he'd never seen such a thing. It mattered to John when Sherlock slept on the floor in his clothes with three days unconscious beard blackening his face. He didn't like it. He had said this to Sherlock, so he couldn't protest when Sherlock crawled over him, into his bed and under the covers, and nearly shook the whole mattress with shivering
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Re: FILL: Left UnsaidthesardineApril 23 2011, 22:19:08 UTC
There wasn't a case. Sherlock crept in around three AM, though it was impossible to tell exactly because John didn't notice until he woke up with freezing feet, huddled towards the center of the bed where Sherlock had collected the blankets in pile around himself. John was cold. He was too tired. He squirmed until he lay flush alongside his flatmate, then pressed his icy feet between Sherlock's ankles. Sherlock awoke with a jolt, then muzzily wrapped an arm around John, sought his lips and kissed him twice, a gentle pull. He tucked John's head under his chin and went back to sleep
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anonymous
April 24 2011, 04:18:25 UTC
Absolutely gorgeous. There's something about your style of writing that so completely matched the content: straightforward, but awkward, with bits of confusing leaps thrown in. Perfect juxtapositions.
Oh, and this: Sherlock always got his answers and John never got his. <3
Over time, Sherlock keeps randomly cuddling John, which eventually leads to kissing, and he still won't talk about it.
How/if it's resolved is up to the filler. Who, by the way, owns my heart forever even if they don't follow my every instruction. :P
(Mycroft says: enabled tentes. o.o?)
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I will second cuddle fics when I see them because I LIKE INNOCENT LOVE. :3
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Anyhow, is there ever enough fluff stuff? Thirding the happy-making images in this prompt. :)
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"Do you want me to leave?"
"Not what I said. I said why."
Sherlock didn't answer. He looked at John, his grey eyes half hidden behind strands of dark hair.
"Do you even remember what you just did?"
Again, Sherlock was quiet.
"You kissed me, Sherlock. Do you remember that?" There was a tight feeling in John's chest, but he couldn't tell if it were anger or dread.
"Yes," Sherlock said. The tightness released marginally.
"So why are you in my bed right now?"
"Does it bother you?"
"No, you answer my question first. What are you doing ( ... )
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Oh, and this: Sherlock always got his answers and John never got his. <3
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