āyou mean to say you like men."
"of course I do." he whispered softly, as though it was the most simple thing in the world. as if it wasnāt some earth-shattering new piece of information, that would cause upheaval throughout sherlockās mind. āi thought youād, ah, I donāt know, deduced it when you saw sholto. that iām bi.ā
sherlock swallows at the admission. itās not a long pause, but it feels achingly silent, so he fills it with the truth. āI thought my judgement was clouded. blind spot. complicated day, the uh...the wedding, so many...emotions in one place.
"blind spot?"
Snippet from a johnlock fic Iām in the process of writing - post s4 case angst w/confession & a dash of parentlock for yāall












