New Fic: The Bollocks Series, Military Shower
Military Shower
Fandom: Sherlock (BBC)
Rated: PG (Language)
Category: 221B Fic. Gen. John POV.
Series: Any.
Spoilers: The Great Game (minor).
Summary: John’s not in the army anymore. But is living with Sherlock really all that different?
Disclaimer: Oh, please. It’s a bit obvious I don’t own this, right?
Word Count: Why, 221 (and ending with a “B” word), of course!
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I’m not in the army anymore.
I shouldn’t have to live like this.
It doesn’t even make any sense.
Unless he’s right, and the earth doesn’t go around the sun, but actually revolves around him.
Some days, I could believe that.
Maybe we really do have it all wrong.
Because nothing else would explain how that man somehow looks like a walking fashion advert every minute of every bloody day when his habits say he should look like death warmed over most days.
Well, that and the fact that there’s never any hot water in the flat in the morning.
I don’t know what he does when I’m asleep (and judging by the usual state of the kitchen, I don’t want to know), but I do know that he showers just before I get up.
And he must take his time about it, because with the notable exception of the nights he doesn’t come home, I shower in record time under a freezing tap every day.
I really should learn to shower at night, but I’m a morning guy. It helps wake me up.
Maybe today will be different. Maybe today, he’ll have done whatever crazy personal grooming routine he does differently. One can only hope, right?
Only one way to find out.
I turn the tap.
Nope. Not today.
Bollocks.
Fandom: Sherlock (BBC)
Rated: PG (Language)
Category: 221B Fic. Gen. John POV.
Series: Any.
Spoilers: The Great Game (minor).
Summary: John’s not in the army anymore. But is living with Sherlock really all that different?
Disclaimer: Oh, please. It’s a bit obvious I don’t own this, right?
Word Count: Why, 221 (and ending with a “B” word), of course!
xxx
I’m not in the army anymore.
I shouldn’t have to live like this.
It doesn’t even make any sense.
Unless he’s right, and the earth doesn’t go around the sun, but actually revolves around him.
Some days, I could believe that.
Maybe we really do have it all wrong.
Because nothing else would explain how that man somehow looks like a walking fashion advert every minute of every bloody day when his habits say he should look like death warmed over most days.
Well, that and the fact that there’s never any hot water in the flat in the morning.
I don’t know what he does when I’m asleep (and judging by the usual state of the kitchen, I don’t want to know), but I do know that he showers just before I get up.
And he must take his time about it, because with the notable exception of the nights he doesn’t come home, I shower in record time under a freezing tap every day.
I really should learn to shower at night, but I’m a morning guy. It helps wake me up.
Maybe today will be different. Maybe today, he’ll have done whatever crazy personal grooming routine he does differently. One can only hope, right?
Only one way to find out.
I turn the tap.
Nope. Not today.
Bollocks.