Title: Silence Speaks Louder...
Word Count: 181
Prompt:Silence
Rating: PG-13
Summary: You never notice something's missing, until it's back again.
Author's Note: I enjoy the idea that Sherlock misses John when he's gone, whether it be work or simply the shops. Maybe he's a bit needy, but hey, can you blame him? Also, this is now officially my most reviewed fiction on this site. So, seriously, thankyou to everyone who is reviewing. So, so much.
Silence Speaks Louder...
It is silent in 221b Baker Street for once, and Sherlock hates it. Granted, he's not used to this abnormality. Usually the flat is filled with a whole gallimaufry of assorted sounds and murmurs - and even a new one to him; laughter - that Sherlock only realises the existence of once they're taken away.
Since he's never been described as 'social', at least not in a way that wasn't dripping with sarcasm, he's had to become used to days of silence passing by with only his own thoughts for company. Then again, it's better to be alone than in poor company, he's always thought.
On the other hand, he's never had company like John Watson.
And John should be here. Should be pattering about in the kitchen making tea, or filling in his crosswords and reluctantly asking for Sherlock's help, or simply smiling at him and wearing his ridiculous jumpers.
He'll come back, it's not like John's gone any further than the supermarket to pick up the essentials that John insists they need. But Sherlock hates the silence that his absence causes.