For the prompt thing: ''so it was you''
So it was you.
(some pilot!lock because we all deserve some love)
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Sherlock closes his eyes, his entire body shivering as John’s lips graze his temple, the caress almost too soft. He allows himself a moment to let it all sink in, from the nakedness of their bodies to the feeling of John’s heart beating under his head. He remains as still as he possibly can, his mind slowly coming back alive despite how relaxed he feels at this very moment, and he hears John chuckles quietly, his voice echoes in the room as he say, “So it was you.”
“Me?” Sherlock breathes, fingers tracing patterns blindly on John’s chest.
“The person who was supposed to fill the void inside me,” John replies, sounding all too serious for Sherlock to even think of mocking him. He looks up slowly, finding John’s staring back at him, smiling lines all over his face and something bright in his eyes.
“My mates and I in Afghanistan had found a old lady in a village that could predict the futur, and we got curious,” John explains, breathing out deeply. “She said I had this void in me that only one person could fill, and assured me I was destined to meet this person the day I would start losing hope.”
John’s eyes flutter close for a second, and Sherlock thinks of the cane lying in the living room and the deduction about a certain gun that he had kept to himself.
“I never believed her,” John continues, looking back at him. “But there you are.”
“You’ve only met me two days ago, John,” Sherlock whispers, heart pounding and his head spinning just a little.
“I don’t need more to know,” John replies, one finger coming to trace an imaginary lines from Sherlock’s lips to his ear. “I haven’t feel this alive in years, and it has everything to do with you, Sherlock Holmes.”
John breathes the last words against his lips and Sherlock’s eyes flutter close, already melting into the kiss as he lets himself accept that this not so ordinary man had just upset his entire world.