Ask Sherlock Holmes

Sherlock Holmes, the worlds only Consulting Detective. If you have some interesting cases for me, or just a question, drop me a note and I'll see what I can do. If you are John Watson: John, we're out of milk!

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*John snorted, just shaking his head.* I was about to go shopping, that’s all. But that can wait. And you? Is your case closed or do you still have to do something?

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I managed to finish everything up before returning to London. And I have to admit I missed you. I’m not used to work on my own anymore… *Glancing back at John, Sherlock took another sip of his tea.* Don’t you want to go shopping anymore, or why are just sitting here?

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Actually I’m still sitting here, because you just came home and I wanted to hear what you’ve done all the time. But then I’ll do the shopping, if you don’t have to say anything. *John sighed, emptying his tea and putting his coat on again.* Do you need something?

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*Looking back up at John, Sherlock took another sip of his tea.* If you want me to come with you, I’ll join you. But if you want me to stay, I’ll stay of course. *Looking down into his cup again, he let out a sigh.* Btw, what do you want me to tell you? Something about the case I’ve been working on?

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*John shook his head and let out a deep sigh. Why did Sherloch never understand what he wanted to tell him.* No Sherlock, you don’t have to come with me. It’s just that we haven’t seen each other for the last weeks and I thought your coming back would be a little different. I don’t know about you, but I missed you…

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*Looking up again, Sherlock couldn't hide his surprise. Raising an eyebrow he didn't know what to say at first.* Well...of course I missed you too. And I missed London, you know how much I hate it to leave the city. *Staring down into his tea once more, he frowned a bit.* What do mean with "different"? I mean we literally just ran into each other by accident...

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That’s not my point, Sherlock. But you weren’t here, so you couldn’t be the first to show you. *John took a long sip of his tea, leaning back into the sofa.* Of course you’re jealous, but let’s forget it…

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Don’t make me say it again, I’m not jealous! *Putting his cup, Sherlock crossed his arms before his chest and let out a sigh again.* But lets skip this subject. You were about to leave, do you have any plans for today? Maybe a date at a barber’s? *Leaning back, Sherlock couldn’t hide a little grin.*

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*John snorted, just shaking his head.* I was about to go shopping, that’s all. But that can wait. And you? Is your case closed or do you still have to do something?

[asksherlockh]

I managed to finish everything up before returning to London. And I have to admit I missed you. I’m not used to work on my own anymore… *Glancing back at John, Sherlock took another sip of his tea.* Don’t you want to go shopping anymore, or why are just sitting here?

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Actually I’m still sitting here, because you just came home and I wanted to hear what you’ve done all the time. But then I’ll do the shopping, if you don’t have to say anything. *John sighed, emptying his tea and putting his coat on again.* Do you need something?

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*Looking back up at John, Sherlock took another sip of his tea.* If you want me to come with you, I'll join you. But if you want me to stay, I'll stay of course. *Looking down into his cup again, he let out a sigh.* Btw, what do you want me to tell you? Something about the case I've been working on?

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*John laughed, putting his tea away before he would drop it.* One could think you are jealous! I’ve just met him last week and I didn’t ask him! He just told me what he thinks, if I wanted to hear it or not. That’s something the Holmes’ s have in common. *John snorted, still grinning a little.* You weren’t here to ask you. And I’m not walking around to ask everyone how I look…

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I’m not jealous! Why would I be jealous of my brother? *Staring back at John, Sherlock frowned once more.* There’s no reason to be jealous. I mean why would you say that?? *Shaking his head, Sherlock took another sip, pouting a little.* And don’t get me wrong here, I would have taken you with me, but it wasn’t possible…

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That’s not my point, Sherlock. But you weren’t here, so you couldn’t be the first to show you. *John took a long sip of his tea, leaning back into the sofa.* Of course you’re jealous, but let’s forget it…

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Don’t make me say it again, I’m not jealous! *Putting his cup, Sherlock crossed his arms before his chest and let out a sigh again.* But lets skip this subject. You were about to leave, do you have any plans for today? Maybe a date at a barber’s? *Leaning back, Sherlock couldn’t hide a little grin.*

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*John snorted, just shaking his head.* I was about to go shopping, that’s all. But that can wait. And you? Is your case closed or do you still have to do something?

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I managed to finish everything up before returning to London. And I have to admit I missed you. I'm not used to work on my own anymore... *Glancing back at John, Sherlock took another sip of his tea.* Don't you want to go shopping anymore, or why are just sitting here?

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*John threw an angry glance at Sherlock and gave him his cup of tea.* Because I know that you will shave it off anyway and now I know you don’t even mind that I’ll be mad. *He sighed again and sat down next to Sherlock.* And to be honest, I think the others didn’t like it as well. Mycroft is your brother, of course he was honest. Just a little more polite. And Greg almost couldn’t hide his grin…

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*Looking over at John again, Sherlock took a sip of his tea.* You asked my brother before you even care to ask me? He doesn’t even care! He probably only wanted to get you out of his room… *Sinking down a bit, he let his chin rest on the edge of his cup.* But I’m surprised it was so easy to convince you in the end…

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*John laughed, putting his tea away before he would drop it.* One could think you are jealous! I’ve just met him last week and I didn’t ask him! He just told me what he thinks, if I wanted to hear it or not. That’s something the Holmes’ s have in common. *John snorted, still grinning a little.* You weren’t here to ask you. And I’m not walking around to ask everyone how I look…

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I’m not jealous! Why would I be jealous of my brother? *Staring back at John, Sherlock frowned once more.* There’s no reason to be jealous. I mean why would you say that?? *Shaking his head, Sherlock took another sip, pouting a little.* And don’t get me wrong here, I would have taken you with me, but it wasn’t possible…

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That’s not my point, Sherlock. But you weren’t here, so you couldn’t be the first to show you. *John took a long sip of his tea, leaning back into the sofa.* Of course you’re jealous, but let’s forget it…

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Don't make me say it again, I'm not jealous! *Putting his cup, Sherlock crossed his arms before his chest and let out a sigh again.* But lets skip this subject. You were about to leave, do you have any plans for today? Maybe a date at a barber's? *Leaning back, Sherlock couldn't hide a little grin.*

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It does what?! Well, I don’t want to look older. *Getting up on his feed again, he walked into the kitchen, taking the boiling water and filling both of their cups.* You convinced me, I’ll schave it off. But now I’m drinking my tea first.

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Well I, personally, think it does. The others haven’t been completely honest with you, have they? *Watching John from their sofa, Sherlock put his feet down again. Waiting for John to return, he picked up a magazine.* So you do favour my opinion over your own then. What’s the reason for it?

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*John threw an angry glance at Sherlock and gave him his cup of tea.* Because I know that you will shave it off anyway and now I know you don’t even mind that I’ll be mad. *He sighed again and sat down next to Sherlock.* And to be honest, I think the others didn’t like it as well. Mycroft is your brother, of course he was honest. Just a little more polite. And Greg almost couldn’t hide his grin…

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*Looking over at John again, Sherlock took a sip of his tea.* You asked my brother before you even care to ask me? He doesn’t even care! He probably only wanted to get you out of his room… *Sinking down a bit, he let his chin rest on the edge of his cup.* But I’m surprised it was so easy to convince you in the end…

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*John laughed, putting his tea away before he would drop it.* One could think you are jealous! I’ve just met him last week and I didn’t ask him! He just told me what he thinks, if I wanted to hear it or not. That’s something the Holmes’ s have in common. *John snorted, still grinning a little.* You weren’t here to ask you. And I’m not walking around to ask everyone how I look…

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I'm not jealous! Why would I be jealous of my brother? *Staring back at John, Sherlock frowned once more.* There's no reason to be jealous. I mean why would you say that?? *Shaking his head, Sherlock took another sip, pouting a little.* And don't get me wrong here, I would have taken you with me, but it wasn't possible...

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It doesn’t matter if I would die without it or not. I want to keep it, because I like it. *John sighed deeply, thinking about Sherlock’s words.* But if you really think so, I’ll shave it off…

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It would be better for the rest of the world if you would shave it off. *Glancing back a John, Sherlock reached out again, trying to touch John’s moustache once more. Running his fingers over it, he frowned again.* I mean do you really want to keep it? It makes you look older than you actually are…

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It does what?! Well, I don’t want to look older. *Getting up on his feed again, he walked into the kitchen, taking the boiling water and filling both of their cups.* You convinced me, I’ll schave it off. But now I’m drinking my tea first.

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Well I, personally, think it does. The others haven’t been completely honest with you, have they? *Watching John from their sofa, Sherlock put his feet down again. Waiting for John to return, he picked up a magazine.* So you do favour my opinion over your own then. What’s the reason for it?

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*John threw an angry glance at Sherlock and gave him his cup of tea.* Because I know that you will shave it off anyway and now I know you don’t even mind that I’ll be mad. *He sighed again and sat down next to Sherlock.* And to be honest, I think the others didn’t like it as well. Mycroft is your brother, of course he was honest. Just a little more polite. And Greg almost couldn’t hide his grin…

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*Looking over at John again, Sherlock took a sip of his tea.* You asked my brother before you even care to ask me? He doesn't even care! He probably only wanted to get you out of his room... *Sinking down a bit, he let his chin rest on the edge of his cup.* But I'm surprised it was so easy to convince you in the end...

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Sulkiness?! Are you serious?! *John couldn’t believe his ears. How could Sherlock do this? But if he was honest with himself, he knew that Sherlock could do that.* If you think I’d just be a little mad and “sulky”, you’re wrong. Just wrong. And no, you’re not the first person. As you can imagine, it needed time to grow and I didn’t hide in the flat. *John sighed and pushed Sherlock’s feed from the table, sitting down next to him.* Is it really that terrible?

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*Moving some inches to make space for John, Sherlock put his feet up again, glancing back at John.* I know you would be mad, but not too mad. I mean you survived without a moustache, so you won’t die when it leaves you again. *Folding his arms behind his head, Sherlock let out a sigh again.* It’s not terrible…I just like you better without it.

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It doesn’t matter if I would die without it or not. I want to keep it, because I like it. *John sighed deeply, thinking about Sherlock’s words.* But if you really think so, I’ll shave it off…

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It would be better for the rest of the world if you would shave it off. *Glancing back a John, Sherlock reached out again, trying to touch John’s moustache once more. Running his fingers over it, he frowned again.* I mean do you really want to keep it? It makes you look older than you actually are…

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It does what?! Well, I don’t want to look older. *Getting up on his feed again, he walked into the kitchen, taking the boiling water and filling both of their cups.* You convinced me, I’ll schave it off. But now I’m drinking my tea first.

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Well I, personally, think it does. The others haven't been completely honest with you, have they? *Watching John from their sofa, Sherlock put his feet down again. Waiting for John to return, he picked up a magazine.* So you do favour my opinion over your own then. What's the reason for it?

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*John sighed, walking over into the kitchen and putting the kettle on.* And you do realise that it is mine and you can’t just shave it off? Seriously Sherlock, if you do that I’ll be really mad at you.

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*Making himself at home again, Sherlock put his feet up on their living room table. Closing his eyes, he let out a deep sigh again.* I can shave it off. It’s just a matter of timing. And I can handle a bit of sulkiness, especially if it means I don’t have to see that thing any longer. Btw am I the first person to see it in public? 

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Sulkiness?! Are you serious?! *John couldn’t believe his ears. How could Sherlock do this? But if he was honest with himself, he knew that Sherlock could do that.* If you think I’d just be a little mad and “sulky", you’re wrong. Just wrong. And no, you’re not the first person. As you can imagine, it needed time to grow and I didn’t hide in the flat. *John sighed and pushed Sherlock’s feed from the table, sitting down next to him.* Is it really that terrible?

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*Moving some inches to make space for John, Sherlock put his feet up again, glancing back at John.* I know you would be mad, but not too mad. I mean you survived without a moustache, so you won’t die when it leaves you again. *Folding his arms behind his head, Sherlock let out a sigh again.* It’s not terrible…I just like you better without it.

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It doesn’t matter if I would die without it or not. I want to keep it, because I like it. *John sighed deeply, thinking about Sherlock’s words.* But if you really think so, I’ll shave it off…

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It would be better for the rest of the world if you would shave it off. *Glancing back a John, Sherlock reached out again, trying to touch John's moustache once more. Running his fingers over it, he frowned again.* I mean do you really want to keep it? It makes you look older than you actually are...

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What is ridiculous about it?! It’s a mustache, not more. *Again he took a step back and snorted.* Stop behaving like a child now and come in, for gods sake. This is not a trick and you can say whatever you want. *Turning around he walked back into the flat, hoping Sherlock would just stop this.*

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Everything about it is ridiculous! *Sherlock’s gaze followed John up their stairs. Looking back to his bags, he let out a sigh again. Following John, he was still frowning.* So you’re not willing to shave it off then? *Letting himself fall onto their sofa, he stared back at John.* I will have to shave it off myself if you’re refusing to do so, you do realise that?

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*John sighed, walking over into the kitchen and putting the kettle on.* And you do realise that it is mine and you can’t just shave it off? Seriously Sherlock, if you do that I’ll be really mad at you.

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*Making himself at home again, Sherlock put his feet up on their living room table. Closing his eyes, he let out a deep sigh again.* I can shave it off. It’s just a matter of timing. And I can handle a bit of sulkiness, especially if it means I don’t have to see that thing any longer. Btw am I the first person to see it in public? 

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Sulkiness?! Are you serious?! *John couldn’t believe his ears. How could Sherlock do this? But if he was honest with himself, he knew that Sherlock could do that.* If you think I’d just be a little mad and “sulky", you’re wrong. Just wrong. And no, you’re not the first person. As you can imagine, it needed time to grow and I didn’t hide in the flat. *John sighed and pushed Sherlock’s feed from the table, sitting down next to him.* Is it really that terrible?

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*Moving some inches to make space for John, Sherlock put his feet up again, glancing back at John.* I know you would be mad, but not too mad. I mean you survived without a moustache, so you won't die when it leaves you again. *Folding his arms behind his head, Sherlock let out a sigh again. *It's not terrible...I just like you better without it.

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*John snorted, shaking his head in disbelief. He wanted an honest answer and he should’ve been prepared, but Sherlock always topped it.* Well ok, now I know that you don’t like it. But if you think I will shave it, you’re terribly wrong.

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*Still a deep frown on his face, Sherlock reached out again, trying to touch his moustache once more.* But it is ridiculous… I mean is it even real? *Running his index finger over the soft hair on John’s upper lip.* It feels real, but let’s be honest. Is it fake? Are you trying to trick me with it? Or are you running an experiment on me?

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What is ridiculous about it?! It’s a mustache, not more. *Again he took a step back and snorted.* Stop behaving like a child now and come in, for gods sake. This is not a trick and you can say whatever you want. *Turning around he walked back into the flat, hoping Sherlock would just stop this.*

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Everything about it is ridiculous! *Sherlock’s gaze followed John up their stairs. Looking back to his bags, he let out a sigh again. Following John, he was still frowning.* So you’re not willing to shave it off then? *Letting himself fall onto their sofa, he stared back at John.* I will have to shave it off myself if you’re refusing to do so, you do realise that?

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*John sighed, walking over into the kitchen and putting the kettle on.* And you do realise that it is mine and you can’t just shave it off? Seriously Sherlock, if you do that I’ll be really mad at you.

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*Making himself at home again, Sherlock put his feet up on their living room table. Closing his eyes, he let out a deep sigh again.* I can shave it off. It's just a matter of timing. And I can handle a bit of sulkiness, especially if it means I don't have to see that thing any longer. Btw am I the first person to see it in public? 

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*John frowned, glaring back at Sherlock.* You know, it’s just a mustache, not a wild animal in a zoo. I’d be very happy if you could stop staring at it. *Taking another step back, he couldn’t help but smirk.* Of course I want you to be honest with me. Just in front of other people you should hold yourself back a little…

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*Raising an eyebrow, Sherlock leaned back again.* So an honest answer then… Well, I don’t like and it doesn’t suit you. To be really honest, it’s embarrassing and I think the correct term for it is “Porno-moustache". It reminds me of one of those old, sodding, 70’s style soaps… *Reaching out, Sherlock ran his hand over John’s moustache, frowning again.*

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*John snorted, shaking his head in disbelief. He wanted an honest answer and he should’ve been prepared, but Sherlock always topped it.* Well ok, now I know that you don’t like it. But if you think I will shave it, you’re terribly wrong.

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*Still a deep frown on his face, Sherlock reached out again, trying to touch his moustache once more.* But it is ridiculous… I mean is it even real? *Running his index finger over the soft hair on John’s upper lip.* It feels real, but let’s be honest. Is it fake? Are you trying to trick me with it? Or are you running an experiment on me?

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What is ridiculous about it?! It’s a mustache, not more. *Again he took a step back and snorted.* Stop behaving like a child now and come in, for gods sake. This is not a trick and you can say whatever you want. *Turning around he walked back into the flat, hoping Sherlock would just stop this.*

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Everything about it is ridiculous! *Sherlock's gaze followed John up their stairs. Looking back to his bags, he let out a sigh again. Following John, he was still frowning.* So you're not willing to shave it off then? *Letting himself fall onto their sofa, he stared back at John.* I will have to shave it off myself if you're refusing to do so, you do realise that?

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Well, it’s nice to see you too, Sherlock… *John frowned, taking a little step back and looking up at Sherlock.* It’s not just for fun… I was quite bored without you and got the idea. And I actually like it. *Smirking a little John opened the door again, offering Sherlock to come in.* Don’t you like it?

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*Stopping on the doorstep, Sherlock looked back at John.* You’re asking me if I like it? *Leaning back, he couldn’t stop staring at John’s moustache. It was literally glaring back at him.* Do you want an honest answer? Cause I know you always keep me from being honest. *Leaning down, Sherlock wrinkled his nose, only stopping inches away from John’s moustache.* One could think it’s alive…

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*John frowned, glaring back at Sherlock.* You know, it’s just a mustache, not a wild animal in a zoo. I’d be very happy if you could stop staring at it. *Taking another step back, he couldn’t help but smirk.* Of course I want you to be honest with me. Just in front of other people you should hold yourself back a little…

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*Raising an eyebrow, Sherlock leaned back again.* So an honest answer then… Well, I don’t like and it doesn’t suit you. To be really honest, it’s embarrassing and I think the correct term for it is “Porno-moustache". It reminds me of one of those old, sodding, 70’s style soaps… *Reaching out, Sherlock ran his hand over John’s moustache, frowning again.*

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*John snorted, shaking his head in disbelief. He wanted an honest answer and he should’ve been prepared, but Sherlock always topped it.* Well ok, now I know that you don’t like it. But if you think I will shave it, you’re terribly wrong.

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*Still a deep frown on his face, Sherlock reached out again, trying to touch his moustache once more.* But it is ridiculous... I mean is it even real? *Running his index finger over the soft hair on John's upper lip.* It feels real, but let's be honest. Is it fake? Are you trying to trick me with it? Or are you running an experiment on me?

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*It’s been 2 weeks now that Sherlock left London for a very “interesting" case. This time John hadn’t been able to come with him, since there’s been a lot of work to do at the clinic at the moment and his boss already threatened to fire him. It was way too quiet at Baker Street and John was already bored. So out of all this boredom he let himself grow a mustache and was already quite proud of it. He couldn’t wait to hear what Sherlock would say…*

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*Finally arriving in London again after quite a while, Sherlock stepped out of his cab and drew a deep breath. The air was fresh and lovely, of course it was, it was London-air. Closing his eyes Sherlock drew another deep breath before paying the cabbie. Looking up at his flat Sherlock let out a sigh. Finally home… It had taken him way too long, this bloody case. He hated being away from London, always had and always would. But now he was finally home again. His Baker Street was waiting, his flat, his John…*

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*As always, John hadn’t heard a word about Sherlock, he had no idea when he’d come back or where he even was right now. The last time Sherlock had called was already 3 days ago and it didn’t sound very well going. John took a deep breath, trying to forget his worries and finally getting ready to go out and buy some groceries. Putting his coat on he took a last glance at the mirror and opened the door. Just this moment a black cab stopped right in front of the flat.*

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*Just as Sherlock made his way to their front door, John stepped out and almost fell onto him. Stumbling back, Sherlock grabbed John by his shoulders, saving them from falling over.* What the hell… *Sherlock looked down at John, ready to embrace him. But then, just before leaning down, something caught his attention. Starring down at John, Sherlock’s eyes widened with terror.* What is that on your face, John? And don’t tell me it is there for fun!

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Well, it’s nice to see you too, Sherlock… *John frowned, taking a little step back and looking up at Sherlock.* It’s not just for fun… I was quite bored without you and got the idea. And I actually like it. *Smirking a little John opened the door again, offering Sherlock to come in.* Don’t you like it?

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*Stopping on the doorstep, Sherlock looked back at John.* You’re asking me if I like it? *Leaning back, he couldn’t stop staring at John’s moustache. It was literally glaring back at him.* Do you want an honest answer? Cause I know you always keep me from being honest. *Leaning down, Sherlock wrinkled his nose, only stopping inches away from John’s moustache.* One could think it’s alive…

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*John frowned, glaring back at Sherlock.* You know, it’s just a mustache, not a wild animal in a zoo. I’d be very happy if you could stop staring at it. *Taking another step back, he couldn’t help but smirk.* Of course I want you to be honest with me. Just in front of other people you should hold yourself back a little…

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*Raising an eyebrow, Sherlock leaned back again.* So an honest answer then... Well, I don't like and it doesn't suit you. To be really honest, it's embarrassing and I think the correct term for it is "Porno-moustache". It reminds me of one of those old, sodding, 70's style soaps... *Reaching out, Sherlock ran his hand over John's moustache, frowning again.*

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*It’s been 2 weeks now that Sherlock left London for a very “interesting" case. This time John hadn’t been able to come with him, since there’s been a lot of work to do at the clinic at the moment and his boss already threatened to fire him. It was way too quiet at Baker Street and John was already bored. So out of all this boredom he let himself grow a mustache and was already quite proud of it. He couldn’t wait to hear what Sherlock would say…*

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*Finally arriving in London again after quite a while, Sherlock stepped out of his cab and drew a deep breath. The air was fresh and lovely, of course it was, it was London-air. Closing his eyes Sherlock drew another deep breath before paying the cabbie. Looking up at his flat Sherlock let out a sigh. Finally home… It had taken him way too long, this bloody case. He hated being away from London, always had and always would. But now he was finally home again. His Baker Street was waiting, his flat, his John…*

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*As always, John hadn’t heard a word about Sherlock, he had no idea when he’d come back or where he even was right now. The last time Sherlock had called was already 3 days ago and it didn’t sound very well going. John took a deep breath, trying to forget his worries and finally getting ready to go out and buy some groceries. Putting his coat on he took a last glance at the mirror and opened the door. Just this moment a black cab stopped right in front of the flat.*

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*Just as Sherlock made his way to their front door, John stepped out and almost fell onto him. Stumbling back, Sherlock grabbed John by his shoulders, saving them from falling over.* What the hell… *Sherlock looked down at John, ready to embrace him. But then, just before leaning down, something caught his attention. Starring down at John, Sherlock’s eyes widened with terror.* What is that on your face, John? And don’t tell me it is there for fun!

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Well, it’s nice to see you too, Sherlock… *John frowned, taking a little step back and looking up at Sherlock.* It’s not just for fun… I was quite bored without you and got the idea. And I actually like it. *Smirking a little John opened the door again, offering Sherlock to come in.* Don’t you like it?

[asksherlockh]

*Stopping on the doorstep, Sherlock looked back at John.* You're asking me if I like it? *Leaning back, he couldn't stop staring at John's moustache. It was literally glaring back at him.* Do you want an honest answer? Cause I know you always keep me from being honest. *Leaning down, Sherlock wrinkled his nose, only stopping inches away from John's moustache.* One could think it's alive...

[askjohnw-deactivated20251220]

*It’s been 2 weeks now that Sherlock left London for a very “interesting" case. This time John hadn’t been able to come with him, since there’s been a lot of work to do at the clinic at the moment and his boss already threatened to fire him. It was way too quiet at Baker Street and John was already bored. So out of all this boredom he let himself grow a mustache and was already quite proud of it. He couldn’t wait to hear what Sherlock would say…*

[asksherlockh]

*Finally arriving in London again after quite a while, Sherlock stepped out of his cab and drew a deep breath. The air was fresh and lovely, of course it was, it was London-air. Closing his eyes Sherlock drew another deep breath before paying the cabbie. Looking up at his flat Sherlock let out a sigh. Finally home… It had taken him way too long, this bloody case. He hated being away from London, always had and always would. But now he was finally home again. His Baker Street was waiting, his flat, his John…*

[askjohnw-deactivated20251220]

*As always, John hadn’t heard a word about Sherlock, he had no idea when he’d come back or where he even was right now. The last time Sherlock had called was already 3 days ago and it didn’t sound very well going. John took a deep breath, trying to forget his worries and finally getting ready to go out and buy some groceries. Putting his coat on he took a last glance at the mirror and opened the door. Just this moment a black cab stopped right in front of the flat.*

[asksherlockh]

*Just as Sherlock made his way to their front door, John stepped out and almost fell onto him. Stumbling back, Sherlock grabbed John by his shoulders, saving them from falling over.* What the hell... *Sherlock looked down at John, ready to embrace him. But then, just before leaning down, something caught his attention. Starring down at John, Sherlock's eyes widened with terror.* What is that on your face, John? And don't tell me it is there for fun!

[askjohnw-deactivated20251220]

*It’s been 2 weeks now that Sherlock left London for a very “interesting" case. This time John hadn’t been able to come with him, since there’s been a lot of work to do at the clinic at the moment and his boss already threatened to fire him. It was way too quiet at Baker Street and John was already bored. So out of all this boredom he let himself grow a mustache and was already quite proud of it. He couldn’t wait to hear what Sherlock would say…*

[asksherlockh]

*Finally arriving in London again after quite a while, Sherlock stepped out of his cab and drew a deep breath. The air was fresh and lovely, of course it was, it was London-air. Closing his eyes Sherlock drew another deep breath before paying the cabbie. Looking up at his flat Sherlock let out a sigh. Finally home... It had taken him way too long, this bloody case. He hated being away from London, always had and always would. But now he was finally home again. His Baker Street was waiting, his flat, his John...*

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*Sherlock collapsed onto John, still trembling and still bucking his hips. He just couldn’t stop, panting against John’s shaky lips. Letting his head fall into John’s neck, Sherlock finally managed to stop his hips. Still trembling lightly, his breath got deeper.*

-SH

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*John smiled, slowly catching his breath. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of having Sherlock so close and speechless for a moment. Smirking slightly, he kissed Sherlock’s head, pulling him a little closer.*

-JW

[asksherlockh]

*Slowly relaxing into John’s hug, Sherlock could feel his heartbeat slowing down. His breath was still a bit ragged and he couldn’t really move an inch of his body. Looking up a little, a faint smile crossed his lips.* Well, that was…good! *Nuzzling his head deeper into John’s neck, Sherlock let out a deep breath.*

-SH

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*John chuckled, shaking his head.* Good? And you couldn’t find a better word? *He sighed and leaned back into the pillows, closing his eyes and just staying silent for a while.*

-JW

[asksherlockh]

*Looking up again, Sherlock couldn't help but grin.* What's wrong with good? Good is better than bad, isn't it? *Wrapping his arms around John again, Sherlock pulled himself up a bit. Placing a quick kiss on John's cheek, he closed his eyes as well.*

-SH