… and so sherlock and john never met. the end.
THE SHOW WOULD CONSIST OF JOHN LIMPING AROUND LONDON AT VARIOUS SPEEDS
“Who’d want me for a flatmate?” John asked, completely serious at the notion that anyone would actually want to room with him. He glanced at his old colleague when he heard him chuckling. “What?”
“Nothing, I just remembered a funny joke.” He said with a smile. It probably had something to do with two flatmates or something. John didn’t inquire.
“Oh.” He responded simply, returning his gaze to his cup of coffee. After a few minutes of silence, John looked up to ask Stamford a question but stopped when he saw a curious look on the man’s face. He almost seemed horrified. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” Stamford stuttered. “It’s just…” He seemed to be trying to get a look at John’s back. “I just thought I saw something on your back.”
I know I wanted wholock but not like this, never like this
CAN WE TAKE A MOMENT AND IMAGINE WHAT AN AWESOME DAD BOROMIR WOULD HAVE MADE
WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???
“a better one than Faramir, that’s for sure,” says Denethor~
oh my god
The thing is.. I could TOTALLY see Thorin doing that.. XD