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While we’re all #socialdistancing together, I thought it might be fun to write about our boys being isolated as well.
https://twitter.com/fin__amour/status/1246509023375089666
While we’re all #socialdistancing together, I thought it might be fun to write about our boys being isolated as well.
https://twitter.com/fin__amour/status/1246509023375089666
In our story, which takes place around season 2ish, John & Sherlock find themselves stranded together during a deadly blizzard...for weeks...in a cabin in the woods...with ONLY...ONE...BED!
How will things turn out for them? How on earth will they stay warm? It’s all up to you!
How will things turn out for them? How on earth will they stay warm? It’s all up to you!
"Snow-Where Else to Be"
And our story begins:
And our story begins:
Three weeks. It's been three weeks since he and John became stranded in this horrible cabin in the woods due to a terrible blizzard. Sherlock doesn't mind the isolation, of course--but he's on the verge of going mad.
Why is Sherlock going mad?
A TIE! I’m gonna pick both, cuz I make the rules ahsjajsjs
He only wishes he had something to stimulate his brain. A new case, perhaps. It would be a welcome distraction from the only thing that seems to be on his mind: John Watson. At the moment, the only other choice is the annoying text messages he gets from his brother.
Help! Sherlock secretly can't stop thinking about JOHN WATSON, EVERY MOMENT! OF EVERY! DAY! How does this make Sherlock feel?
John, John, John. Why is it all he thinks about? From the moment John smiles at him and says good morning--with that oddly beautiful bit of scruff growing on his chin--to the moment they drift off at night.
Yes. Sherlock is going mad, indeed. He tells himself it's cabin fever.
Yes. Sherlock is going mad, indeed. He tells himself it's cabin fever.
SUDDENLY, John walks into the room, TEARING Sherlock from his sad, gay, soft boi thoughts! Where is Sherlock when this happens?
Sherlock sprawls out, face-up on the floor. He doesn't know how long he's been there; the days spill into each other & the winter sun last only a few hours.
"Hey, Sherlock."
Sherlock flinches at the sound of John's voice. He feels guilty, as though John might read his thoughts.
"Hey, Sherlock."
Sherlock flinches at the sound of John's voice. He feels guilty, as though John might read his thoughts.
Oh, Sherlock! He's a doctor, not a mind reader!
How does Sherlock respond to John?
How does Sherlock respond to John?
Y’ALL ARE FANS OF THE BEARD, MY TRIBE
By the way, this is an actual representation of what John looks like now. Sherlock is SO SCREWED.
By the way, this is an actual representation of what John looks like now. Sherlock is SO SCREWED.
Let’s pretend that’s not blood on his shirt tho adhsjdsnbd
"You've got something on your face," Sherlock responds listlessly.
John glides his fingertips over the coarse hair on his chin. Sherlock tries not to look.
"So you've said." John's eyes glimmer with amusement, but Sherlock definitely isn't looking, so he wouldn't know.
John glides his fingertips over the coarse hair on his chin. Sherlock tries not to look.
"So you've said." John's eyes glimmer with amusement, but Sherlock definitely isn't looking, so he wouldn't know.
John regards him for a moment. "You're on the floor."
"Very observant." Sherlock rolls over to his side, away from him. He knows he's being a brat, but he desperately wishes John would leave and let him sulk in peace.
But he doesn't. Sherlock can hear him breathing. Ugh.
"Very observant." Sherlock rolls over to his side, away from him. He knows he's being a brat, but he desperately wishes John would leave and let him sulk in peace.
But he doesn't. Sherlock can hear him breathing. Ugh.
"Were you planning on staying down there for awhile?" John asks. "Because I had an idea of something we could do to fill the time."
WHAT IS JOHN'S BRILLIANT IDEA?
WHAT IS JOHN'S BRILLIANT IDEA?
Drunk Johnlock? I love how y’all think!!!
Sherlock's heart skips a beat. The two had spent nearly every day, alone, doing nothing. Sherlock has wondered when John would become bored of this, but in the past three weeks, the only thing he sees when he observes John is that stupid, beautiful smile.
Perhaps John is happy to be here, Sherlock thinks. Alone. With him.
He certainly didn't seem miffed when the two of them arrived and discovered that there was only one bed in the cabin. He offered to sleep on the floor, but Sherlock refused.
He certainly didn't seem miffed when the two of them arrived and discovered that there was only one bed in the cabin. He offered to sleep on the floor, but Sherlock refused.
They're flatmates, after all. They've lived together in close quarters for over a year now. He could handle John's sleeping body next to him.
And now he wants to...fill the time.
"Sherlock?" John asks, tearing him again from his wandering thoughts.
And now he wants to...fill the time.
"Sherlock?" John asks, tearing him again from his wandering thoughts.
Sherlock finally rises from the floor. "Go on, then." He waves a hand. "What was your idea?"
John pulls a hand from behind his back, smiling mischievously. "Look what I found in the cellar."
It's a bottle of whisky.
John pulls a hand from behind his back, smiling mischievously. "Look what I found in the cellar."
It's a bottle of whisky.
HOW DOES SHERLOCK REACT TO THIS
I’m gonna do both hahahaha
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