#trustingno1

"You ran into a fire to save me," he says, eyes closed. "You killed Magnussen to protect me." He takes a shaky breath. "You faked your own death to keep me safe." Sherlock closes his eyes, too. "Yes," he says, softly. He can feel John's breath against his mouth. "You love me," John says, simply, just as certain, and the words hang between them for a long moment. "Yes," he repeats, helplessly, and John's fingertips dig into the back of his neck almost painfully (3x03 alternate ending).

John pauses. Stares at the door. Half-turns towards Sherlock. Back to the door. "Is he your-" he starts, and Sherlock glances up, over the top of his laptop. "Your-" "Flatmate," Sherlock supplies. "Boyfriend?" John chokes out, simultaneously, and Sherlock's looking at him like he's gone completely mad, and - who knows? Maybe he has.

i love this fine writer. mr. holmes and dr. watson (oh, dr. watson…) are drawn so lovingly in character, all these sweet snippets of missing scenes and alternate endings come to life with their voices in my head… jewels

It's been so long since they've done this, hung out, just the two of them, and he doesn't know what to say, smiling, a little sheepishly, when he catches Louis' gaze across the table, and there's something in the creases around Louis' eyes when he smiles back that make him feel like he's still seventeen and the center of Louis' world and it hurts almost as much as politely distant Louis does, just. In a different way.

It seems pretty straightforward to him: this is going to end with him grinding on his ex-boyfriend on stage, he's sure of it.

Disney!AU

(or: Harry wakes up in a reality in which he and Louis are very much together. Which is pretty awesome. Or - it would be. If Harry could remember any of it).

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