Aren't they beautiful? He sighed, gazing at the stars. Drops fell down along his pale, slender neck, which extended to a fair smooth skin. With stars leaking faintly, I almost saw the prettiest butterfly perching on his collarbone. Lord, I felt dazzled.
John? His collar opened even a bit more when he looked back. The moonlight made his chest nearly transparent. I could saw clearly each of his vessels not for my job as a doctor.
John? He louded his voice, the damn melodious baritone. God I'd got to quit this, quit something." Yeah, I'm listening"
He stared at me for seconds as if i were a corpse laying on the grass which was covered with dozens of hints or clues about which he could just shoot out loads of marvelous deductions the next second as he always did. but he didn't. i doubt i saw confusion flickered across his delicate face.
"when i was a child,6 or 7,"he looked up again,"I found myself different from other kids already,they were nothing but idoits to me.I couldn't help but felt bored with them.i spent much time on books and thoughts upstairs. mummy was always worried about my coldness,lack of emotions.i was a burden on her poor nervous.I remember the night of the day when my therapist diagoned me as a high-functioning sociopath,she embraced me silently for long near the window,i saw a beautiful scene of the like this."another closed eyes and lie down. long dark eyelashes fluttered as an angel.
i was almost drunk again with the scene before me. The sad blue sherlock,wrapped in brilliant star lights and mist of the Reichenbach Fall,exposing his barely known emotions to me,as weak as a wounded kitty,what if I lost him? yeah,I've almost lost moment this thought occurs to me I snapped at the lying angel or say devil,"What the hell are you doing? you almost bastard.I'm a doctor not a damn Mycrofft is the British government not the if you died?you fist almost punches into his was just as still as the stars,but looked sadder .
"John,i was afraid,no,scared."Sherlock was trembling,"remember what I said to you at Dartmoot? I've been able to keep myself distant,divorce mydelf from feelings. but emotions betrays me! I always say i'd cheerfully accept death in the interests of the public,but i hesitated, not scared by unbearableness is leaving you forever. And then you jumped! I never expected this happen,John. all the thoughts came into my mind was to sacrafice anything i have to keep you live. I can always be as cold as stars, distant from the ordinary, from emotional things, bleak but beautiful genius, enjoy the admiring sights from people, that is me. but you changed everything, sense is what i place above all my judgement. you ruined it. everything" He breathed heavily,shedding tears .
I was totally shocked. my mouth opened and couldn't give even a word. my mind was a complete time i found myself in such an occasion was the first time a wounded soldier died on my table. i never expect sherlock's feelings back since i harbored my sentiments deeply down when he said he'd married with his work. even though, i could't remember the times i get hurt emotionally and the nights I spent sleeplessly. Now i gazed at this breathtaking face, the hurt expression makes it even more deadly beautiful, I let out a sigh.
"Sherlock, you don't need to know whether the earth goes round the sun "this amazing creature opened his dazzling jade-green eyes, looked deeply into mine, his eyes, just like a child's, fulfilled with curiosity and enthusiasm, could easily absorb my thoughts," But that you are my sun, my only amazing star. when you shine, i can't spare a single minute not gazing at you. Tell me how can I stand to see my star fall. You jump, I jump. I love this stargazy fall"