Fic: 221B - The long and the short of it

[anarion]

Title: The long and the short of it
Words: a 221B has 221 words and ends with a b-word
Rating: PG-13
Pairings : Sherlock/John
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: Not mine.

Summary: ‘365 days of 221Bs’ challenge: a prompt a day, given by atlinmerrick. Day 289.




Previous 221b: I see you


Today's prompt: short

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The long and the short of it


He was not going to go down the catwalk wearing that.

“I am not going to go down the catwalk wearing that.”

“He is not going to go down the catwalk period. He is too short. And stocky. You on the other hand...”

The woman gestured in the air around Sherlock's body and John was pretty sure she was about to start drooling.

“But you have seen the suspect before.”

“And I have described him to you in detail. Plus you are the one who can walk on heels.”

“You can walk on heels?”

Now she looked like she was about to have a heart attack. Or an orgasm. Hard to tell, John thought, but he assumed it was the latter.

“I'm going to check on Lestrade and his men. They should have covered all the exits by now.”

He turned to go but shot a look at the woman that clearly said, 'If you dress him inappropriately, I will break you wrist'. Just in case.

The rest of the evening went more or less as planned, Sherlock looked amazing in his fancy outfit and they caught their guy. Although John was pretty sure this was the first time in history a suspect got taken down by the husband of a modelling consulting detective while his trousers were sporting an unmistakeable bulge.




Next 221b: If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen


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AN:
The prompt was 'short'.








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Comments

[chocolamousse.livejournal.com]

Sherlock on the catwalk? Sherlock on the catwalk with heels? Atlin, get out of this body! :D

The woman gestured in the air around Sherlock's body and John was pretty sure she was about to start drooling.
He can't blame her. It would be hypocritical.

Now she looked like she was about to have a heart attack. Or an orgasm. Hard to tell, John thought, but he assumed it was the latter.
*giggles* Well, he's a doctor. He should know.

He turned to go but shot a look at the woman that clearly said, 'If you dress him inappropriately, I will break you wrist'. Just in case.
Yay for BAMF!John AND possessive!John!

Although John was pretty sure this was the first time in history a suspect got taken down by the husband of a modelling consulting detective while his trousers were sporting an unmistakeable bulge.
What I like in this sentence is that you can understand it as if it's the suspect who sports the unmistakeable bulge rather than John. Everybody lusts after Sherlock. :D

Very funny! I'd like to know what the outfit John refused to wear consisted of. Also, you forgot the "sophisticated title is sophisticated" tag! :D

[veniachan.livejournal.com]

"What I like in this sentence is that you can understand it as if it's the suspect who sports the unmistakeable bulge rather than John. Everybody lusts after Sherlock. :D"

This, exactly!

[verityburns.livejournal.com]

Aha! I see you are appeasing the mighty Atlin after yesterday's... unanticipated interpretation of her prompt :D

Love the echoing of the first line, that was really well done - your writing just gets more confident all the time, it's wonderful!

[treelight.livejournal.com]

I really love that one often discovers just at the end of your stories at what point in their relationship it is happening. It makes re-reading them even better, because first there are the big surprises and later there is the insight.

[atlinmerrick.livejournal.com]

It's notoriously difficult to get frisky unicorns into boxes for shipping, so I'm not going to send you the two I have here, just know that when next I see you you'll be going home with a pair of them in fine and grand thanks for the beauty that is this fic.

Yes that was a run-on sentence but I have not yet had my lie-down wherein I get to imagine Sherlock's fancy outfit, which will involve all sorts of frisky images because I think John's version of inappropriate has veered a great deal since his romance with the consulting detective.

There. Another run-on sentence. I'm going to stop now.