Fic: 221B - The frailty of genius
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Title: The frailty of genius
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
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Previous 221b: Family Ties
Today's prompt: audience
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The frailty of genius
For someone who loves the sound of his own voice as much as he does and despite the fact that he often employs his rather spectacular ability of selective hearing or acting deaf, Sherlock actually can be a very good listener.
Although in all fairness that’s usually only the case when it concerns John.
So when Sherlock is done rattling off facts and conclusions, showing off his skills in deduction or spitting insults at people, sometimes he shuts up and takes the time to listen.
He loves hearing John talk about all those things Sherlock can’t deduce, be it childhood adventures or comradeship in the army, but most of all he loves hearing John talk about Sherlock. Especially the things John does not say to Sherlock.
Of course John knows that Sherlock loves to hear those stories but would never ask for them. So he made a habit of talking to the skull.
He sits down in the living room with a drink and reminisces about that first time he kissed Sherlock, about the first time they made love, about his proposal or about their favourite shared jokes and memories while Sherlock pretends to be immersed in something else entirely, not listening.
After these ‘talks’ Sherlock always comes to bed with John and holds him close like something precious and brittle.
Next 221b: Screwed, blued, and tattooed
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AN:
The prompt - courtesy of Verity Burns - was 'audience'.
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Date: 2013-01-22 10:45 pm (UTC)And don't think, I don't look for your stories on a daily basis - and look forward to them. But I've been a bad audience, haven't I? It must be ages since my last comment.
Never forget, you little treasures are more than welcomed and very cherished!
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Date: 2013-01-22 11:58 pm (UTC)Melting into a puddle of warm mush, John tells stories to the skull so Sherlock can hear them without having to ask.
Mush-Puddle-Floor-Me.
'After these 'talks' Sherlock always comes to bed with John and holds him like something precious and brittle.'
Make that a wet puddle of mush 'cause my eyes seem to be leaking.
I am so sorry, I have been a rotten audience for these day brighteners you write. I read them(hoard them actually)and have been so bad at commenting for so long. You are a*m*a*z*i*n*g, I adore these, and I'm going to *HUG* you now so, stand still.
*SQUISH*
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Date: 2013-01-23 09:48 am (UTC)This has to be the sweetest thing I have ever read and a very good insight on how these two work.
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Date: 2013-01-23 05:27 pm (UTC)So adorable and moving!
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Date: 2013-01-23 11:32 pm (UTC)