I looked in his beautiful eyes, and there I could read the truth in plain, simple words: because he saw me wallowing and wanted to cheer me up. Because he was afraid of the demons that plagued my soul, demons, he knew far too well. Because he loved me.
The cake was a gift.
Something simple, something extra.
I had to kiss him, and so I did.
I love this moment - it shows so well what Holmes is truly like under that 'cold mask'. And I love the way you portray Holmes and Watson's relationship in general - they are such a perfect team in all senses. It's a delightful story ^__^
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Date: 2017-10-15 07:50 pm (UTC)The cake was a gift.
Something simple, something extra.
I had to kiss him, and so I did.
I love this moment - it shows so well what Holmes is truly like under that 'cold mask'. And I love the way you portray Holmes and Watson's relationship in general - they are such a perfect team in all senses. It's a delightful story ^__^