it was probably too much. sherlock knows his limits well enough to tell when he's surpassed them, and now is definitely one of those times. still, he can't help but beam as he wakes up with abigail leaning over him. the concern on her face doesn't register until he's already reaching up, one finger extended. he presses it gently against the tip of her nose as he realizes he's in a bathtub, but that doesn't deter him. it must be abigail's; baker street only has showers.
“ wife. ”
( @suumuxor // in which sherlock gets high and passes out in abigail’s bath )







