So the thing with Mary and baby Laser-Pointer Bean is all sorted and it’s been quite an adventure, just like the old days, eh?, detective and his blogger, Sherlock and John, running the damp night-time streets of London, handcuffs again, what are the chances? and christ I was sure you’d be shot… But we solved it, we’re safe, we’ve won.
Sherlock: I’ve come to realise life is short—
John: And you’re an idiot.
Sherlock: That I am, in every conceivable manner, I have been an idiot. I’ve waited far too long, been too cruel, too passive, too…everything…So. John Watson. Long story short, I love you. And, of course, obviously, despite recent intervening detours, you love me, so…
John: Oh, Sherlock…
Sherlock: So I don’t know, should we…have a party? What do real people do in this situation?
John: Sherlock, no.
Sherlock: No party, fine, I hate them anyway. We’ll just. I’ll get you a ring. We’ll just tell people we’re partners. No, they know we’re partners. Boyfriends sounds a bit adolescent for men of a certain age—
John: Sherlock. I’m over you.
Sherlock: [?!?!?!]
John: I did, I loved you. .so much. But you never loved me back, and then you died, and I grieved for you and…I moved on. I’m over you.
Sherlock: But.
John: I thought you…you know. Would have deduced it by now.
Sherlock: …always something. Something I miss.
John: [clears his throat, pats Sherlock’s shoulder.] I’m sorry.
Sherlock: [resolute] Challenge accepted.
#imagine how hard Sherlock would work to win John back to him#and of course he would#but wow#I kind of feel like John deserves that#hasn’t he been through enough?#Plus this way they get to fall in love AGAIN
The tags just make it all that much more marvelous.
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