PROMPT: Sherlock used to play the violin when John had nightmares in order to help John go back to sleep. It wasn't something they talked about; Sherlock deduced what John needed and gave it to him.
Now Sherlock's gone (dead, in hospital, missing post-Reichenbach, whatever). John's nightmares are worse than ever, and he's exhausted. Lestrade discovers what's going on and makes some deductions of his own. He visits 221B one night with his guitar, and John finally sleeps.
Fermata Means as Long as You Need, Shortarse (1/2)tawabidsMay 14 2011, 15:31:28 UTC
The smell of lager was a miasma around John as Lestrade tumbled through the door after him. He could swear John had only had two or three - or maybe it was four - but he was also sure they were both using the wall for support and John's face was beautiful when he was laughing, it was old and young and Lestrade's deepest instincts told him he wanted to see it again and again for the rest of his life
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Fermata Means as Long as You Need, Shortarse (2/2)tawabidsMay 14 2011, 15:34:58 UTC
Mrs Hudson came back with two servings in delicate white china and Lestrade took his gratefully. The tea was delicious and the heat swam through him at once
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So much love for this.morganstuartMay 14 2011, 17:28:34 UTC
This was so perfect in every possible way. I'm de-anoning as the OP to hug you and give you high fives. This is utterly gorgeous. My heart aches for everyone here. You've packed such intensity and such emotion into such a tightly crafted piece.
and his eyes were open graves
“Because when you hold it, you hold on as long as you need to.”
So beautiful. Elegantly done.
I can't thank you enough, and I can't love this any more than I do. Bless wonderful, vulnerable Lestrade for having the courage to go up those stairs with that guitar... *flails*
*blushes* Thank you! And thank you for putting up the prompt in the first place. I've never written Lestrade/John before so it was a lot of fun for me :)
PROMPT: Sherlock used to play the violin when John had nightmares in order to help John go back to sleep. It wasn't something they talked about; Sherlock deduced what John needed and gave it to him.
Now Sherlock's gone (dead, in hospital, missing post-Reichenbach, whatever). John's nightmares are worse than ever, and he's exhausted. Lestrade discovers what's going on and makes some deductions of his own. He visits 221B one night with his guitar, and John finally sleeps.
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It would be awesome if it was post-Reichenbach, and then when Sherlock comes back they could do duets.
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and his eyes were open graves
“Because when you hold it, you hold on as long as you need to.”
So beautiful. Elegantly done.
I can't thank you enough, and I can't love this any more than I do. Bless wonderful, vulnerable Lestrade for having the courage to go up those stairs with that guitar... *flails*
YOU WIN.
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followed the trail from Sunday Recday - this is beautifully done.
*applauds*
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That is a goddamn gorgeous line and this is a goddamn gorgeous fic. *hugs them both*
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