So, a first attempt at an established Johnlock relationship, a story in three parts. Please let me know what you think – good or bad.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Sherlock characters. Thanks to all the actors, writers, etc that make the original series so worth writing about!
John turned and looked at him, his eyes shining in the soft lamp light, his lips curved in that smile Sherlock so loved to see.
Keeping eye contact his hand reached out to caress the slightly stubbled chin, the warmth and the texture causing his heart to clench in his chest, and he took a step closer, his breathing rapid and shallow, his tongue trying desperately to moisten his lips.
Then John's hand running through his hair, gently tangling in his curls before cupping the back of his head and holding him, anchoring him, loving him. That smile. Like the smile of the Cheshire Cat, it hovered before him, drawing him in and bringing him home.
He wanted to speak but his voice froze in his throat, his vision blurred and he closed his eyes as he felt the hot tears running down his cheeks.
"Don't cry, my love."
That voice, so calm, so John!
"Look at me."
He couldn't, he was too afraid to open his eyes and look again. It didn't make sense, though, why should he be afraid?
"Sherlock!"
The tear-flooded silver eyes flashed open. Drawing a shaky breath he looked around the room. He wasn't in 221b. No, it was much, much worse than that.
He was alone, in a run-down second rate hotel. Alone in Bern.
A/N: The Reichenbach Falls, as written in the original ACD canon, are to be found on the River Aar near Meiringen in the Canton of Bern in central Switzerland, Europe.
