"Does it look like I'm laughing ?'
Stop. Sherlock lifts his eyes to read John’s face, and true to word, he finds not a single crease or wrinkle of amusement. Perhaps he went a bit too far. Did he? Probably. Sherlock straightens, and clears his throat – a tell approaching an apology.
“I didn’t mean to be insensitive.”
He was doing so well ( at least he thought so ), but his next words fell faster than even his verbal filter could salvage.
“But it was a little funny.”











