Fic: Smoke

[whocares19_05]

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

Comments

[arianedevere]

Ooh, that's nice!

[whocares19_05]

Thank you for reading!! :)

Spectacular comment!fail, sorry.

[r34dinglight]

its a pity smoking is so badbadbad for one as that is gorgeous imagery here. done in a 221B format as well makes its so doubly delightful!

[whocares19_05]

I know! I usually hate smoking but Benedict makes it look extremely hot.
Thank you so much, it means a lot!!

Also sorry for the comment!fail, life is quite the whirlwind right now.

[fortune8te]

I think it would be a little strong to say what I did was betaing, cos this fic didn't really need it, hon. :) It's gorgeous, as ever. <3

[whocares19_05]

I LOVE YOU!
That is all that needs to be said. :)

[holyfant]

Beautiful little nugget of a fic!

[whocares19_05]

Thank you so much! I'm really glad you enjoyed it!

Sorry for the comment!fail.

[tracionn]

Oh how wonderful, I liked it a lot. Especially as it wasn't all about anger, instead it was deep and hopefull.

Instead of stale smoke he tastes renewed promises, speaking volumes of the sincerity of the vows and actions taken late last night.
Loved that sentence, it's got that poetic touch that...well, touched me.

Thank you for sharing!

[whocares19_05]

hkjhdsjlkfhg thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me. ♥

Thank you for reading!

Sorry, it took so long to comment back.