His hair was a sandy blond with hints of dusted brown that parted over his forehead and stopped just before his ears. It framed his face perfectly and glinted slightly in the light.
His eyes were a soft hazel that lit up the room and took your breath away. Behind the glowing eyes kindness and trust where evident as well as small but gaping pits of doubt like he wasn't at all comfortable in the crowded room and that he must stay alert at all times for any surprise attack that might occur.
His lips were turned into a small yet heart warming smile that made you want smile back just as sweet. The lips were chapped and it looked like he bit his lip when stressed or under pressure, which he was doing now. His smile was contagious and now I smiling back too.
His large, protruding jumper reached down to his hips, was a dull beige in colour with a simple cross pattern and covered up his muscles that showed through as he moved to shake my hand. As well as the soft jumper he wore some dark faded out jeans and sturdy brown shoes, suitable for running, and a gleaming black jacket that was now placed neatly over a chair to the left of the man in front of me.
His stance was confident and proud but laidback with his legs slightly bent and his arms folded on his chest while he leaned back onto a table. He was one of those people you felt comfortable with no matter what the situation. However his shoulders were tensed and he looked ready to quickly dart out of the way if needed. He was and always will be solider at heart.
His voice was as sweet as sugar and held a cheery tone. It was also smooth and endearing and fitted him perfectly; I had first heard it as he was trying to soothe his frustrated partner and the whole room seemed to calm, me included. It held no sarcastic or patronising tone and was generally kind and honesty poured out of it.
I was in the presence of Britain's favourite confirmed bachelor. Small talking with the only person who kept his partner human. Laughing with the ex army doctor that still had a bite.
I was talking to the only person that could stand living with a highly functioning sociopath...
John Watson