Happy New Year, John Watson

by lrr

For a moment, the detective's heart thawed. For a moment, his mind slowed to a halt while his newly found heart took over. But then, a woman emerged from another room. She kissed John's lips and made him smile in a way Sherlock never had. He turned away. And his heart turned ice once more. (M for a bit of drug use. Asexual Sherlock, sorry no smuts.)

2. More sads

Later on, Sherlock jumps off yet another building, only with a bit more permanent destination.

Sorry.

AN: Really am sorry. I'm bad at computers.