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acclimatized: (forgetting all the things it's done.)

[personal profile] acclimatized 2013-03-11 12:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I got held up at the library. Apparently their system was throwing a bit of a wobbly." John called back from the kitchen, not startled when Sherlock suddenly spoke up from his chair. Leaving the washing to be dealt with for another time, he walked back into the living room and smiled ruefully at him.

"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you up." He shrugged out of his overcoat and his jacket, folding them over one of two dining chairs in the room. Blackheath sniffed at his pockets while John frowned. "You look thinner. Have you been eating properly? I can rustle up some something for you."
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[personal profile] deductives 2013-03-12 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Cooking is one thing you've managed to master in my absence, I suppose," Sherlock answered evasively. He ate when he remembered to, which was usually when he felt his stomach trying to gnaw its way out of his body. At least he wasn't saying no.

"Just consider it a trade off for the two pounds you've put on since I was here last." His smile teased, but it wasn't malicious. "But how have you been? The police haven't been bothering you again, I hope."
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[personal profile] acclimatized 2013-04-17 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Cheaper than buying a take-away every night." John agrees in an even voice. It was a lot safer, too. He didn't want to inadvertently reveal his power if a small time criminal decided to take a pop at him, especially since he was suspected he was under some kind of surveillance.

"Erm, one of my neighbours decided I need fattening up. Can't really say no, can I?" He grins impishly, smoothing down his cardigan with his hand and lingers in the living room for a little longer, letting his voice drop. "They have been, but I've been handling it."
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