Guess who’s car just broke the one time there’s no spare car? And of course I live far from everything so figuring out how to get to work is going to be a treat.
kriskenshin said: make a happy/flufffy one? its real sad on your pg rn D:
Sherlock comes home to find John fast asleep in his overstuffed chair, lulled to sleep by the warm fire and a recording of Sherlock’s rendition of Brahm playing softly. Sherlock smiles at the rumpled jumper and tussled hair, fondness settling warm in his belly. He goes to wrap a blanket around the now softly snoring John and notices the laptop open to John’s blog on the table next to him. There is a new blog entry, just a title, simply stating, “Finally. Home again.” Sherlock smiles, softly kisses the top of John’s head, and whispers into the blond hair, “Welcome home, John.”
awww sweet sweet salve to my poor sad heart! thank you!!!
what really sucks is when you know you should be doing something but physically cannot bring yourself to do it no matter how important doing that thing is