Fic: 221B - Physician, heal thyself
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Title: Physician, heal thyself
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: The morning after (the night before) (2/2)
Today's prompt: bandage
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Physician, heal thyself
The moment the knife slashed through his skin he knew he was in trouble. Less because of the knife wound, more because of his husband, who was looking daggers at John, sharper than any knife.
“What were you thinking?“
“I didn’t see the second knife.”
“Obviously.”
“How was I supposed to know that we were going to fight a fucking ninja?”
They ended up at the hospital shortly after. Sherlock pounced on John the moment he was allowed back into the room after the doctor had refused to start working with ‘the crazy one staring at the back of my head’.
“Let me see.”
“It’s fine. The doctor knew what he was doing.”
“I said, let me see.”
“All right, all right. Calm down.”
John tried to lift his shirt with a flourish movement but ended up making a face because a sudden pain shot through his left side.
“You are not fine.”
“I didn’t say I was. I said the wound was fine. I, on the other hand, not so much. Mainly because there is a gash in my side that had to be closed with seven stitches. It hurts.”
“I’m sorry. I should have seen.”
“No. But I should have. I am the trained combat fighter after all. Now stop worrying and come over here to kiss it better.”
Next 221b: Relationship guru M. Holmes
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AN:
Today's prompt - courtesy of Verity Burns - was 'bandage'.
I'm in London!
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Date: 2013-02-27 11:14 pm (UTC)What do you mean it was *my* prompt, that is entirely beside the point, I am not the ninja who went and did horrible, horrible things to John, I am merely the idiot who gave the ninja her terrible, terrible prompt and I see where this is going and how this may be a little bit my fault.
*cough*
Now I need to pee.
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Date: 2013-02-28 02:25 pm (UTC)Also, why does everyone in London need to do a wee since Anarion arrived?
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Date: 2013-02-28 03:03 am (UTC)So what if you also wrote some unbelievably funny lines
Like this one:
Or this one:
And I don't care that how sweet this is!:
YOU HURT JOHN!
I...I hope you can't find a bathroom.
i don't really mean that BUT YOU HURT JOHN!yes, edited twice. I'm upset 'cause YOU HURT JOHN*pant*
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Date: 2013-02-28 02:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-01 12:12 am (UTC)He is often starring in the back of my head driving me
crazycrazier. :)no subject
Date: 2013-03-03 03:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-28 07:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-28 03:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-01 10:19 am (UTC)In my own defence, I would care if you hadn't made it clear pretty much from the start that he was fine (or at least that 'the wound was fine'!)
As it stands, I find that I can easily bear his pain if it also brings lines like:
'the doctor had refused to start working with ‘the crazy one staring at the back of my head’.
which made me laugh like a drain.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I suddenly need to pee... not sure what that's about.
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Date: 2013-03-02 12:40 pm (UTC)This was delightful! Hurt/Comfort at his best in 221 bords. I mean, words.
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Date: 2013-03-03 06:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-03 03:03 am (UTC)Oh, oh -- too Sherlock. I just love it.