The second chapter of A Study in Scarlet might be the gayest love confession I have ever read. OMG. Like, did Watson know that he accidentally included a chapter from his personal diary???
I love that he writes a paragraph describing Holmes. His eyes, his hands, his CHIN for god’s sake, and then follows that up with...
“Welp, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I had nothing else to do, I DID JUST TELL YOU I WAS GAY AND LAZY so...???”














