( Not a Hero )

( Let's just breathe )

( It's a riddle )

John wakes to the smell of smoke, the sound of London’s streets outside the window and a warmth that has no connection to the sun that is slowly conquering more and more of the room.

He peeks out under sleep-heavy eyelids and sure enough is met by the sight of sunlight caressing dark curls and a lungful of cigarette smoke mixing with the ( Read more... )

( Sherlock is watching John... )