Title: Stream of Consciousness from a Brilliant Mind.
Fandom:Sherlock BBC
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Rating:PG
Word Count: 221
Notes: Unbetaed. A 221b drabble. Written for prompt 24 Sunset.
John looks beautiful in this light. No, delete that. I am married to my work. I am not attracted to him in any way shape or form. He's merely useful for my work. He's smiling at me. Damn that smile. Damn. Why do I always smile back for him?
Why does he matter? I've never... I've never cared for anyone before. Not like I care for him. I smile for him. I try and comfort him if he's upset. I get worried when he's been kidnapped or injured. I laugh with him. I protect him if I can, when we're in danger together.
He makes me feel? Is this friendship? No, it can't be. At least it can't just be friendship, friends don't stare into a friends eyes, like I stare into John's... nor do they think that they look gorgeous. Friends don't find any excuse to touch or be touched, like I do. I'm always helping him to his coat, grabbing him...
It's not just lust. Lust is meaningless. This isn't meaningless... This is love?
Oh bloody buggering hell.
Oh his lips are soft. Very nice. He tastes like the tea he had time to drink before we had dash out for the case.
He's kissing back. His body is pressing into mine, against the wall. Mmm... this is brilliant.