“Voice” - a Sherlock Ficlet
“Sometimes I don’t talk for days on end, would that bother you?”
I never answered you, did I?
I suppose at that moment, I would have been fine with it. I certainly was in the months following our first meeting. And eventually, I found your deep baritone voice to be enjoyable, almost soothing.
But now?
You’ve been silent for two long years.
You only said days, Sherlock. Only a few days. And that was tolerable.
But you never warned me about years.
So yes, I do mind. I mind very much, more than any of your crazy experiments would.
I miss hearing your voice.
I miss you.
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