Jul. 12th, 2017

tarotgal: (Sherlock-sitting)
4. Betrayal
(Sherlock, John & Sherlock)

The footsteps paused then entered the room. There was no clear, discernible pattern to their movement—first they were by the fireplace then by the window then back near the stairs.

hn!” No. Please not now!hnnn-huh! h’Yihpttchh!

At once, the curtain was drawn aside and the space between armchair and wall thoroughly examined. “How awful to be betrayed by your own nose,” John smirked. “How did you even manage to fit there?”

Reluctantly, Sherlock squeezed out of his hiding spot. “Suppose you’ll ply me with all sorts of nasty cold remedies now?”

“You’re brilliant, Sherlock.” John patted his back.

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