care of Humor
fic I've written many on Holmes and Watson but this is the first result on my LJ: I'm going to participate in organized Remix by Holmes ita and therefore, I want to write a bit 'of little things before you sign up: it is just to write, since I have everything on paper. I hope
tolerate my lack vocabulary, but the subsequent lack of time, I can not do betare (prepared to pull the tomatoes in his face)
Pairing: Holmes / Watson
Genre: Romance, fluff
Beta: Hikaruryu
Mando a huge thanks Hikaruryu the great, who has agreed to slash the first betarmi Canonverse, advice and assistance to improve this story: dear, I am sending you a huge thank you!
care of Humor
I was awakened by a ray of morning sun, filtered by the closed shutters, and opened his eyes slowly, trying to adapt the view to light.
first I put into focus the outlines and contours of what is around me, then I discuss the details: the corner of the table slightly moth-eaten, half-open drawer knob, a pair of gold cufflinks lost between the floorboards.
I turned away, hoping that Ray's inappropriate me rest, and I found myself only inches from his face.
stared for a moment, unable to formulate any form of any logical reasoning. He slept so peacefully that it seems perfection personified: the bronze hair were scattered on the pillow in a disorderly fashion, but its expression was very calm and soft smile curled his lips. The head buried in the pillow, her body lost among the thousand folds of the sheet and I only noticed too late that my hand, moving of their own volition, went to move the brown hair from her face. Fortunately
Watson did not wake up.
I sat up and picked up my shirt and my pants, which overnight had been poured out on the system, and improvised silent spectators of an event that would hardly forgotten.
I had come to think it was a dream, an illusion of drowsiness or simply an unfounded thought emerged in my imagination. Instead, time, I had found in the middle of the bed which was usually empty and cold, Dr. Watson. Needless to say, for a brief moment I felt disoriented, but that sense of surprise had given way to a rewarding and - very new for me - feeling of warmth.
I left the bed and slipped my dressing gown, I approached the corner of the room near the window. I grabbed the pitcher and poured water into a basin of the washstand. I watched in the mirror above the container filled d 'shining water and saw a face I'd never seen before. The jet-black hair was tousled
and disheveled, his eyes shining with a special light and unknown, while the cheeks were softened by a pale pink color, unusual for my pale complexion. I rinsed my face and I let the water run cold on the face, as if to wash away that state of bewilderment and surprise, to find an adequate presence of mind, which seemed to me that morning abandoned.
remembered everything with sharp clarity: a glass of brandy resting on the living room table, a pair of hands particularly curious and let slip a shirt on the floor. That sequence of events, soon came to life in my mind and I was to review in detail the entire evening.
I was distracted by the reflection mirror, where I noticed the figure of Watson and then just move to sit up, looking around.
''Holmes?''My name and I had just enough time to wipe his face with a wet towel before turning in his direction.
At first I just smiles, his face still wet and a few locks that fell on the wet face, then I decided to speak:''Ben woke up, my boy.''
The Doctor was sitting there, naked body covered by cloth and broken light, sea-colored eyes intent to walk across the room, searching for the certainties that certainly would not be able to find in my presence.
I stood at the window stopped to look at more than it should: his skin tanned from the Afghan war had given way to a perfect shade of a few shades lighter, which stood out nicely against the white sheet, her blue eyes shone with unexpressed feelings and hair, rebels and disheveled, falling over his forehead smooth broken and captured every ray through the window, tricking with elusive shades of blond.
I was the guy who unnecessarily lost in contemplation silly or sentimental, but - just for my analytical separation - I could catch every little detail without leaving his cloud of what I felt for him. It was really perfect.
''I was not hoping to see her again before breakfast
''''I got up a few minutes ago.''Clear and I hit her embarrassed expression, so jarring on its face veteran and man of action. He looked away from my heavenly, to pursue a more profitable activity: the search of her clothes.
''Ah ... I'm sorry, I did waste time. The free room''was about to get out of bed, covering himself with a sheet, but I stopped him before he could leave me.
''My dear, why the hurry?''Gently pushed him back down, just when he was stretched one leg out of bed to put your foot on the ground.
Heaven, which had surprised expression! I would have stayed to watch it for hours without anything else.
''I thought that having me here ...
embarrass''the''No, not at all''''Mrs.
Hudson?''''
E 'exit to go to the market, will return in a couple of hours.''''
And his customer?''''Dr.
Travelyan? It will arrive in an hour and a half.''
I saw her lips curl slightly and a radius sun lit up the smile, What a delight to think that wonderful smile was for me ... did not think I deserve something so perfect. In this case ...''''
leaned toward me and kissed me,''hello''he concluded in my mouth.
''Good morning, my boy,''I lay down in my part of the bed, and my body wrapped in a gown created a funny contrast to naked Watson
We were silent for several moments in which, unwittingly, I found myself meditating on the incident. It had never happened to a similar experience, I did not know how to deal with the situation.
I should have been confused? Worried? Why not I could be? It was the first morning when I found a lover in bed and still did not feel the need to drive it away.
I stared at the ceiling, taken from private thoughts of a coherent consecution, it seemed that all the constants that, until then, had characterized my life no longer existed.
logic, cynicism, rationality seemed to have been annihilated in a corner of my person, to make way for me to feel completely unknown. I did not like this situation. It was like not being in control of myself.
''Do not be silly, Sherlock. You have no heart ... dovertene not enough to worry: you're just a brain genius''the words that had once ruled my brother Mycroft through my mind and my lips curl a gentle smile.
If only he knew what was wrong. If only I'd known!
A small warm hand rests on my forearm. ''Why are you smiling?''The amused voice of Watson joined me and I turned to look at him in amazement, with arched eyebrows and a quizzical look. Perhaps misunderstood my eye, or maybe I was just too much to show expression, the fact is that Watson immediately canceled the contact, portraying the shooting hand.
''Oh ... Excuse me, do not ... I did not want to give her so much confidence, I'm sorry. I was
''inappropriate''No,''my dear me if one be turned side and touched a cheek with the back of the fingers. ''You do not need all this formality. After what has happened between us, I would say that we can use more confidential manner''looked at me in disbelief and slowly his expression turned into a surprised smile in amazement.
I discovered to my cost that the Doctor, in contrast to how he could appear, he could be a very persuasive and lascivious - often even sinful and tempting - so, see again that look of innocence on her face veiled gave me a pleasant sense of loss.
''Really?''Said and I let out a smile to his almost childlike wonder. So I went to posargli a kiss on the lips.
''Sure. Upon my soul, you worry too much,''Watson''
Be ', then, you seem in good spirits ... oh, it sounds weird''tried.
''I'll be in good spirits?''''
too. I meant to give you the fun''he clarified.
''We will do the habit. Anyway, I'm fine, I was just thinking a. ..''the rincuorai, before interrupting.
''A..?''I urged him. We
''and what happened tonight,''I admitted.
Watson in the meantime had worn underwear and shirt, and stood staring at me, while combined with a cuff.
smiled again, for no particular reason, just because I wanted to do it.
''You know, I confess that I thought you would have reacted worse. I think what happened is you had upset, and instead looks even better mood!''Pondered almost to himself.
''I am in good spirits''I said.
to think of it, was something very unusual. I was not ever wake up satisfied and have an open mind from thoughts. Usually reflects on the cases until late at night and, therefore, be continued upon waking. The only alternative was the state of stagnation and apathy in which they languish in moments of boredom. However I was not ever wake up smiling and satisfied by the absence of thought.
I think it was just a good mood.
''I take all the credit, "he asserted pleased. You are right
''''I agreed, and lay down again beside me and hugged me side. I hoped he was not going to take off again, I'd just wear the clothes, even if the smile on his face entirely indecent said a lot about his intentions.
''My dear boy, I am compelled to cancel your ugly projects, I would spend more time with you, but I mainly work and regain an appearance in keeping to human decency before the arrival of Dr. Travelyn; not want to surprise us that so true?''
silenced me to that - then - became his typical way, or kissing, and frankly, I really appreciate this new method .
''Have you ever been told you speak too?''''
Sometimes yes ... however, you should get up from the top of me.''''Otherwise
?''
I'm ashamed to admit that I pulled a pillow, and - with dismay - also confessed that he dodged the blow with an alertness that, in Honestly, I did not think he had. The pillow landed quietly on the floor, just close to its lavender spats.
''We've tried.'' I tried
''and''I admitted strattonai me, kissing him.
Still I did not know how much happiness and sadness as I would have earned the Doctor. How much pleasure and how much suffering would have been forced to endure, just because they chose to give him my heart cold and logical. He, the only person that I should not love but at the same time, I could only imagine by my side.
Shortly after we were embraced, stuck in an indistinct tangle of sheets and blankets, while the clock continued to tick incessantly hours and minutes, reminding me that soon I would delay.
''We must find a way of curbing the problem''murmured against her light brown hair.
''a problem that you speak, Holmes?''''
Your presence here is not helpful at all to my intellect, my reasoning seems to have wiped out any clear and logical framework''Watson looked at me surprised, if one be propped elbow to stare at me with those eyes so blue, able to cancel all my thinking makes sense.
A ray of sunlight through the windows and lit up her face, accentuating her worried expression and his disheveled hair: it was annoying how he managed to distract me with such trifles, mere physical details that I would not have worried note in anyone else. I'm sorry''
create you problems.''
''Do not talk nonsense, Doctor, you're not the problem''sbuffai a bit 'annoyed and drew her to me, circling the waist with one arm, then posargli a kiss on the forehead. ''You see? I look like a total idiot''my Watson smiled satisfied and began to torture me a cheek, kissing him slowly and peace, regardless of the commitments that we had to carry out that morning.
''If these are the results, so be idiocy.''
''Yours is a kind of cure of humor?''''
Yes, I would say that it works.''
Needless to say, as I set ourselves the goal to leave the bed, I could not implement my plan, I just look into my eyes and Watson all the rest went into the background. All my commitments, which until recently were classified as of primary importance, suddenly became secondary to the mere sight of the Doctor.
spend the rest of my day with him, it seemed my only priority right now.
He kissed me again, bringing his mouth on my neck and I thought I almost feel on the skin of his smug smile and satisfied for having reduced my brain to a mass totally useless.
''proclaimed''We're taking advantage of dry, concealing a mischievous smile to my private moments that libertines.
''Indeed. I take this opportunity now, before you get tired of me.''
would have been unlikely that I get tired of him in my entire life I never thought of meeting a person who, with his only appearance was so interesting to be able to carry off, if I had abandoned all my cold logic .
From memory I had, I never once extraneous influences, and I was always avoiding any type of bond. But now it was different ... I did not run away, but I was gratified by his presence at my side and as far as she knew it was harmful and detrimental to my psyche, I did not want to leave. Hits
wanted a cigarette and calm bluish rose toward the ceiling.
''But we have to find a solution''proclaimed''And again I ask you to end this here by your good humor, because I warn you, if you continue at this rate, by this afternoon I'll be completely devoid of brain matter functioning''.
Watson laughed and her laughter echoed throughout the room.
that I loved her laugh. And it was only a 'infinitesimal part of what attracted me to the Doctor. I loved the way he smoked his Bradley, the smell of pomade for his whiskers, I loved to see him stay and even her frown when she was mad funny, and I loved her eyes, always too blue for consider them angry.
I loved all of John Watson and it was impossible that all this time, I was not able to admit even to myself.
''Look on the bright side.''
''Sincerely,''escapes me at the moment I felt her warm body pressed against mine, and he passed me an arm around her shoulders and, with the other hand, clutching a mine, while I aspire to the cigarette.
''Maybe you will become a fool, but at least you'll be a happy fool.'' You
''genius on my conscience.''
''will survive''he said, shrugging and making me the butt slipped from his fingers, putting their lips.
Suddenly, the floor below heard light footsteps and rhythmic. Typical trend for women. And, in fact, a few moments later attributed the hike to our housekeeper. Mrs. Hudson had to be returned from the market.
For a moment he looked at me alarmed Watson then jumped to his feet with surprising agility, and within a few seconds he was already engaging the walls of his pants.
''You're here,''the boy cautioned me, and tying off the cigarette with the force of her dressing gown cord.
''I thought you said she would return in a couple of hours?''There was no urgency in his voice and, after my reassurance, seemed relaxed, so much that went on to dress with more confidence.
''Ah, my dear, but I also made another matter. Already beginning to make incorrect assumptions, and the fault is yours: your presence is detrimental to my mind. Another couple of days so and become as Lestrade!''Watson replied, and stifled a laugh with the back of the hand. This gesture, albeit insignificant, made me want to kiss him.
happen ...''''mocked and, luckily, he was to cancel the distance that separated us and kiss, thereby maintaining my last glimmer of pride,''I Care of the contraindication of Humor. Side effects''he explained in a tone and professional, with his laughter still in his ears, closed the door loudly in my room and went downstairs.
If only, in spite of everything, I could have it forever, then yes, I could call myself really happy.
End
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