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This is a fic prompting meme based around the BBC series Sherlock, written by Stephen Moffat & Mark Gattis.
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This is a fic prompting meme based around the BBC series Sherlock, written by Stephen Moffat & Mark Gattis.
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"You're welcome. Ready to head to bed?"
To his surprise, Sherlock nods. They make it there with some difficulty, but eventually, Sherlock is lying back, his bad foot resting on a brace of pillows. He looks abashed and shy, which makes John much more inclined to help him. "John ..."
"Your phone, your laptop, some breakfast and a notebook. All are on the way."
Sherlock's mouth trembles. "Ah ... yes. Very good. You are ... uh ... very observant."
He reaches to rest his palm on Sherlock's forehead, noting that his temperature is slightly elevated, most likely from stress. "I know it's like asking the Earth to stop revolving around the sun, but try to lie still and rest, will you? I'll be back in a few."
Sherlock nods, shyly pulling the comforter up to his neck. John wonders if anyone has ever bothered to take care of Sherlock or if he's ever allowed them to. Maybe they've tried and gave up, which isn't unlikely as the man is impossible in the best of circumstances, but John likes impossible tasks, it's the part of him that gives him the greatest grief as well as the greatest joy.
It only takes a little while to prepare a tray of cereal and tea. The phone and laptop fit neatly atop as well and he pops one of his own miniature notebooks atop. Carries it into the bedroom where Sherlock is still lying, hunched beneath the blanket looking very much like a small boy.
John doesn't give into the urge to ruffle his hair, instead setting down the tray on his night table. Helps Sherlock sit up and sits beside him as he eats, drinking his own mug of tea while Sherlock eats, crunching the cereal down, one thoughtful spoonful at a time.
He turns to John with a contrite look. "Would it possible to get the x-rays tomorrow? I'd love to get some sleep today."
"Yep. I'll ice it again later and if you keep it up tonight, it shouldn't be too much trouble to get you over to Bart's," John replies easily. "No worries. Relax and all will be well."
Sherlock smiles at him -- an honest, bright, affectionate smile. "I'm not good at relaxing, you know."
"Understatement of the century." John gets up and stretches out his bad arm with a wince. Scrubs at his face with his hand and tilts his head toward the door. "I'm going in for a shower and more tea. Remember, call me when you need something."
"Your arm is hurting you," Sherlock states with a frown. "And here I am being a great baby, aren't I? I apologize, John. I ... I am very unfair sometimes."
"You're fine," John says firmly. "Just tired and overwrought and frustrated. And that's when you're perfectly well. I can't imagine what it's like to be trapped inside of you when you're incapacitated."
"It's rather lively. Anyway, take your shower and I'm going to sleep," Sherlock say with determination, which makes John grin. He takes the tray and Sherlock slides down beneath the covers. "By the way, if you encourage Molly in the slightest I'll tell her that you and I are involved. Intimately."
"And then I'll invite her to watch," John threatens back mildly. "It's not as though you can run away."
"Prick," Sherlock replies sleepily. He's out like a light less than a minute later and with a smile he can't help, John tucks the blankets in a little more tightly around his thin shoulders.
"Sleep well, sweet prince," he murmurs before heading downstairs to a hot shower and a quiet day.
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YOU HAVE KILLED ME. DYING OF CUTE.
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"And then I'll invite her to watch," John threatens back mildly. "It's not as though you can run away." lol!
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My anatomy and physiology class though is poking me with factual errors. Ice doesn't actually reduce inflammation, it prevents it by slowing down circulation, while compression, elevation and heat are the things to reduce swelling. SORRY, it's absolutely wonderful aside from that itty bitty bit.
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Especially this, it was absolutely spot on:
"You're fine," John says firmly. "Just tired and overwrought and frustrated. And that's when you're perfectly well. I can't imagine what it's like to be trapped inside of you when you're incapacitated."
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Probably not intentional but GNEE~ that made me laugh so much.
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Great one, very cute :)
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