Standard disclaimer applies.
A short Holmes/watson semi slash fic. Edited now.
I was never one for following the rules.
I'd made it part of my lifestyle not to follow such things as manners, but something about you makes me want to fit in a little. To try and follow these silly expectations.
Maybe it's the way you're always scolding me, getting frustrated and leaving.
Everytime we fight I'm sure it will be the last; that I've finally managed to drive you away.
But I'd turn around and there you were again; rubbing your silly mustache and looking ashamed, as though it were you at fault. The strangest moments were when you'd apologize. For one such as me it seemed a ridiculous thing to do; a thing I simply couldn't figure out how to accept. You'd done no wrong.
This time I'd do the right thing. This time I would follow the rules of polite society, or try. I would apologize.
Putting you in the same position I'd been in time and time again.
As soon as you came back. If you ever would come back.
I won't leave this lounger till you do though. That would be a waste of effort. You'll be back, you've come back before.
I still feel my heart beating in anticipation.