The Everthere Part 6b/? hbomb90May 18 2011, 01:52:00 UTC
When John (three cups of tea, but no biscuits, he couldn’t face them, later) decides to head back up the stairs to his own flat, he somehow manages to time it so that Daniel is coming down. John waits at the bottom until Daniel reaches the coat rack in front of the front door. He smiles at John.
“Afternoon ,John. Sorry about earlier, we got a bit carried away, you know how it is.” he grins affably, all schoolboyish charm.
“It’s fine.”
“Did Sherlock tell you that he took me to that poky restaurant you two like so much, Angelo’s ,the other day?”
“No.” John replies and wonders what the hell that has to do with anything.
“Oh? I just thought you might find it funny. The owner got all upset, thinking that Sherlock had broken up with you or something. I mean, can you imagine? You and Sherlock, as if that could happen, right?” For some reason, despite the lightness of Daniel’s voice John suspects that there is a serious undertone to this question, and the intensity of the other man’s stare is a little unnerving.
“As you say.”
That doesn’t seem to really satisfy Daniel’s curiosity and something in his gaze darkens. “So you’re saying that you and Sherlock have never...”
John frowns. “I think I just said that.” he says, in his quiet ‘I was in the army, I have shot many people, do not mess with me’ voice.
Daniel holds his hands up in mock surrender, the dark shadow gone, “Woah, just asking a question. I mean, you’re right of course, you’re hardly his type.”
His gaze travels up from John’s slippers, over his none designer jeans, his high street stripy jumper, past his scarred and lined face and up to his regulation, £15 haircut. There is something of a sneer on Daniel’s lips as he pulls on his Burberry coat and cashmere scarf.
“Nor he mine. I like the man but can’t stand a clothes horse.”John lies airily before he can stop himself and then pushes past up the stairs. “See you, Daniel.” he calls
Re: The Everthere Part 6b/? zevbaldwinMay 18 2011, 20:37:44 UTC
Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! This is excellent, beautiful, perfectly! I love you!
More than anything, I love stories where the character thinks the person he loves will never love him (the character) because he (character) "ugly, stupid, poor, have physical defects, etc" and strongly suffers, and at the end of history is that this person all the time loved the character. (That is why Charles Dickens - one of my favorite writers).
Therefore, your story for me - as a divine nectar. I love to read disparaging thoughts of John, because I hope that Sherlock at the end of history will say that he (John) an idiot, and that he (John) is the most beautiful, smartest, most interesting and generally the best man on the planet. And John will be happy. (I absolutely do not insist on what should be the end of this story - that gave you that idea?)
Please, go on! Make a long story, with details of self-deprecating thoughts of John and shameless fluff at the end. Plus, hot sex, of course! If you do not mind, for me personally, please let Sherlock learns as Daniel alluded to John that he (John) - nonentity,("I mean, you’re right of course, you’re hardly his type.” His gaze travels up from John’s slippers, over his none designer jeans, his high street stripy jumper, past his scarred and lined face and up to his regulation, £15 haircut. There is something of a sneer on Daniel’s lips as he pulls on his Burberry coat and cashmere scarf.") and let Sherlock hit Daniel in his smug face and knocks out his teeth. Unfortunately, I can not do it myself, so let it go Sherlock. To this bastard knew that the only nonentity here - is himself.
I seriously think that your story will be the best stories about Sherlock and John, along with "The Road Less Traveled" by Verityburns. Do not stop! And THANK YOU!
Re: The Everthere Part 6b/? hbomb90May 19 2011, 01:09:11 UTC
Buying something off the high street just means buying clothes from one of the many brand-chain stores that you see whilst out shopping (the 'high street' would usually refer to the centre of town where most of the shops are).
Daniel is looking down on John for buying clothes straight off the peg, as opposed to having something specially made to measure by a tailor.
Re: The Everthere Part 6b/? hbomb90May 19 2011, 06:46:29 UTC
It's my headcanon that John buys most of his clothes that he doesn't wear to work at cheap shops like H&M (do you have that in the U.S?) or second hand shops... basically he's me :D
When John (three cups of tea, but no biscuits, he couldn’t face them, later) decides to head back up the stairs to his own flat, he somehow manages to time it so that Daniel is coming down. John waits at the bottom until Daniel reaches the coat rack in front of the front door. He smiles at John.
“Afternoon ,John. Sorry about earlier, we got a bit carried away, you know how it is.” he grins affably, all schoolboyish charm.
“It’s fine.”
“Did Sherlock tell you that he took me to that poky restaurant you two like so much, Angelo’s ,the other day?”
“No.” John replies and wonders what the hell that has to do with anything.
“Oh? I just thought you might find it funny. The owner got all upset, thinking that Sherlock had broken up with you or something. I mean, can you imagine? You and Sherlock, as if that could happen, right?”
For some reason, despite the lightness of Daniel’s voice John suspects that there is a serious undertone to this question, and the intensity of the other man’s stare is a little unnerving.
“As you say.”
That doesn’t seem to really satisfy Daniel’s curiosity and something in his gaze darkens. “So you’re saying that you and Sherlock have never...”
John frowns. “I think I just said that.” he says, in his quiet ‘I was in the army, I have shot many people, do not mess with me’ voice.
Daniel holds his hands up in mock surrender, the dark shadow gone, “Woah, just asking a question. I mean, you’re right of course, you’re hardly his type.”
His gaze travels up from John’s slippers, over his none designer jeans, his high street stripy jumper, past his scarred and lined face and up to his regulation, £15 haircut. There is something of a sneer on Daniel’s lips as he pulls on his Burberry coat and cashmere scarf.
“Nor he mine. I like the man but can’t stand a clothes horse.”John lies airily before he can stop himself and then pushes past up the stairs. “See you, Daniel.” he calls
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CARRY ON.
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Thank you so much for the fill!!
Mycroft says "Cornelius Oldger." Whaaaa?
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More than anything, I love stories where the character thinks the person he loves will never love him (the character) because he (character) "ugly, stupid, poor, have physical defects, etc" and strongly suffers, and at the end of history is that this person all the time loved the character. (That is why Charles Dickens - one of my favorite writers).
Therefore, your story for me - as a divine nectar. I love to read disparaging thoughts of John, because I hope that Sherlock at the end of history will say that he (John) an idiot, and that he (John) is the most beautiful, smartest, most interesting and generally the best man on the planet. And John will be happy. (I absolutely do not insist on what should be the end of this story - that gave you that idea?)
Please, go on! Make a long story, with details of self-deprecating thoughts of John and shameless fluff at the end. Plus, hot sex, of course!
If you do not mind, for me personally, please let Sherlock learns as Daniel alluded to John that he (John) - nonentity,("I mean, you’re right of course, you’re hardly his type.” His gaze travels up from John’s slippers, over his none designer jeans, his high street stripy jumper, past his scarred and lined face and up to his regulation, £15 haircut. There is something of a sneer on Daniel’s lips as he pulls on his Burberry coat and cashmere scarf.") and let Sherlock hit Daniel in his smug face and knocks out his teeth. Unfortunately, I can not do it myself, so let it go Sherlock. To this bastard knew that the only nonentity here - is himself.
I seriously think that your story will be the best stories about Sherlock and John, along with "The Road Less Traveled" by Verityburns. Do not stop!
And THANK YOU!
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I don't like Daniel: he sneers at John's clothes, and he calls Angelo's "poky". It's not poky, you cow, it's ROMANTIC!
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That's it, he's going down. (Not in the fun way.)
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"high street stripy jumper"
I'm curious what does the term "high street" indicate? Thanks!
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Daniel is looking down on John for buying clothes straight off the peg, as opposed to having something specially made to measure by a tailor.
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