Sherlock fandom. Happy Valentine's Day!
Signed and Sealed
Sherlock wakes alone. He listens and hears John puttering in the kitchen. It’s clear that he’s making something special and not the normal tea and beans on toast. Then he remembers; it’s Valentine’s Day. John has promised to make the day special. Sherlock’s heart skips a beat when he thinks about the surprise on the mantle. It’s evident that John hasn’t found it yet, or he would probably have returned to the bedroom. He turns his head to gaze at his alarm clock. It’s hidden, he realises. An envelope is placed in front of it. Sherlock’s name is written in John’s familiar scrawl.
His focus narrows, and every sound disappears. He reaches out and takes the envelope in his hands, letting his thumb caress his name. The paper is thick, expensive, the colour a delicate ivory. It’s only sealed at the triangle end of the flap. Sherlock’s hands shake minutely when he brings his index finger under the flap to open the envelope. His pulse quickens, and he feels moisture in his palms. Slowly, he pulls out a thick piece of paper filled with John’s letters.
My only love
Were you surprised to find this letter? I hope so. Surprising you is an almost impossible feat, but I promise I’ll keep trying.
Meeting you has changed my life in so many ways. In fact, you’ve saved my life by just being you. I find that quite remarkable. My annoyance with your antics notwithstanding, I will never ask you to change.
The man I fell in love with, that is you, by the way, does store body parts in the fridge, the toaster, and on our kitchen table. But he also plays the most beautiful tunes on his Stradivarius, will punish anyone who dares to harm his beloved landlady, and he always makes me feel like the most important person in the room.
I love you so much it hurts, but I welcome the pain. It makes me realise I’m alive, ready to follow you wherever you go, whether it’s over London’s rooftops, down dodgy alleyways, or walking hand in hand through Regent’s Park.
Always yours, John
Sherlock reads the card twice more, then presses it to his chest. It’s only then he realises that tears are running down his cheeks. He wants to call out to John; he needs to hold him in his arms. Now.
***
John wakes early, and to his relief, Sherlock is still asleep. He wants to kiss his forehead but refrains. Instead, he retrieves the envelope with Sherlock’s name written on it, from his drawer in the bedside table, and places it in front of Sherlock’s alarm clock. Carefully, so he won’t wake the gorgeous man, John goes to the bathroom, takes a quick shower, dresses in a t-shirt and soft pyjamas bottoms, before he walks into the kitchen to start breakfast. He’s promised to make this day special for Sherlock, and he intends to start with the day’s first meal. Scrambled egg, avocado, smoked salmon, and fried mushrooms.
When everything is ready, he puts the kettle on, and moves to the windows to observe the weather. Clear sky, as the forecast said. He turns to go back to the kitchen, when something catches his attention. There’s an envelope on the mantle. With his name on it. Written in elegant calligraphy letters. John’s heart leaps to his throat, and he picks up the item. At the back it’s securely sealed with golden wax. The bee image from the stamp John had bought Sherlock for his birthday, is situated precisely in the middle of the circle. John feels like a savage when he breaks it, but he’s eager to get to the treasure inside.
The letter is larger than his own, and before he focuses on each word, he takes in the beauty of the elegantly formed script. Sherlock’s handwriting can sometimes be worse than every doctor John has encountered, but after a case where calligraphy had been the solution to a particularly difficult code, the great detective has been obsessed with the art form. John inhales deeply and focuses on the message from his madman.
My John
I once told you that I would be lost without my blogger. It is still true, but blogger is by far sufficient to describe you. What started out as a convenience on both our parts, soon evolved into something else. The pull I felt each time your blue gaze met mine, made me dizzy. It distracted me, and I told myself I should be irked by it, but I couldn’t for the life of me fathom how to push you away. Then I realised I didn’t want to. You became essential, a part of me I couldn’t bear to part from.
You are still an enigma, the puzzle I will never solve. It thrills me to no end, which contradicts everything I know about myself, but I promise you; it is the honest truth.
Sharing my life with you is a privilege. Loving you is a daily honour. Being loved by you, still blows my mind. I sometimes think I am hallucinating or dreaming, but your solid presence tells me otherwise. You ground me, keep me right.
The pain that pierces my heart whenever you are in danger, is a reminder that I am human and very much alive. When I see the love in your eyes, a love directed at me, the pain changes into a dull ache. And by now I know what to call you – my heart, my world, my everything.
Forever yours, Sherlock
***
Before he can draw breath to call for John, he stands in the doorway, letter in hand. His eyes are bright, full of unshed tears.
“Come here,” Sherlock says softly.
John moves quickly toward the bed, clutching the letter tight.
“God, I love you,” he murmurs before their lips meet.
“And I you,” Sherlock tells him with every shared kiss.
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