{"id":148675,"date":"2015-06-23T13:56:22","date_gmt":"2015-06-23T13:56:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2015\/06\/23\/theclassyhuman-crimson-winter-emptycel\/"},"modified":"2018-09-07T17:09:45","modified_gmt":"2018-09-07T17:09:45","slug":"theclassyhuman-crimson-winter-emptycel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2015\/06\/23\/theclassyhuman-crimson-winter-emptycel\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<div id='gallery-1' class='gallery galleryid-148675 gallery-columns-3 gallery-size-thumbnail'><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2015\/06\/23\/theclassyhuman-crimson-winter-emptycel\/attachment\/148676\/'><img width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/tumblr_n6ee9pguQN1r845lio1_250-150x150.gif\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"\" loading=\"lazy\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/tumblr_n6ee9pguQN1r845lio1_250-150x150.gif 150w, https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/tumblr_n6ee9pguQN1r845lio1_250-100x100.gif 100w\" sizes=\"100vw\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2015\/06\/23\/theclassyhuman-crimson-winter-emptycel\/attachment\/148677\/'><img width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/tumblr_n6ee9pguQN1r845lio2_250-150x150.gif\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"\" loading=\"lazy\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/tumblr_n6ee9pguQN1r845lio2_250-150x150.gif 150w, https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/tumblr_n6ee9pguQN1r845lio2_250-100x100.gif 100w\" sizes=\"100vw\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2015\/06\/23\/theclassyhuman-crimson-winter-emptycel\/attachment\/148678\/'><img width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/tumblr_n6ee9pguQN1r845lio3_250-150x150.gif\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"\" loading=\"lazy\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/tumblr_n6ee9pguQN1r845lio3_250-150x150.gif 150w, https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/tumblr_n6ee9pguQN1r845lio3_250-100x100.gif 100w\" sizes=\"100vw\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2015\/06\/23\/theclassyhuman-crimson-winter-emptycel\/attachment\/148679\/'><img width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/tumblr_n6ee9pguQN1r845lio4_250-150x150.gif\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"\" loading=\"lazy\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/tumblr_n6ee9pguQN1r845lio4_250-150x150.gif 150w, https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/tumblr_n6ee9pguQN1r845lio4_250-100x100.gif 100w\" sizes=\"100vw\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/theclassyhuman.tumblr.com\/post\/122122660821\/crimson-winter-emptycel-captainwatsons\" class=\"tumblr_blog\" target=\"_blank\">theclassyhuman<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/crimson-winter.tumblr.com\/post\/122118555199\/emptycel-captainwatsons-sherlock-au-series-john\" class=\"tumblr_blog\" target=\"_blank\">crimson-winter<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/emptycel.tumblr.com\/post\/112914085425\/captainwatsons-sherlock-au-series-john-and\" class=\"tumblr_blog\" target=\"_blank\">emptycel<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/sherlockisgay.co.vu\/post\/88915242058\/sherlock-au-series-john-and-sherlock-are-dating\" class=\"tumblr_blog\" target=\"_blank\">captainwatsons<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><b>sherlock au series<\/b>: john and sherlock are dating but nobody seems to see it [part 2]<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\u201cAn old friend<br \/>\nof mine, John Watson,\u201d Mike Stamford announced as they entered the lab.<\/p>\n<p>Sherlock looked<br \/>\nup with a smirk. \u201cWe\u2019ve met. Several weeks ago, in fact.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Mike blinked,<br \/>\nlooking surprised. \u201cI\u2014Oh.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>John crossed the<br \/>\nroom and pressed a kiss to Sherlock\u2019s cheek. \u201cHello, love. You solve that case<br \/>\nyet?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes, I just<br \/>\nneed to text Lestrade.\u201d Sherlock reached into John\u2019s coat pocket and snatched<br \/>\nhis phone.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOi, grabby,\u201d<br \/>\nJohn complained affectionately. \u201cDid you get more information about that flat?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes, we should<br \/>\nbe able to meet with Mrs. Hudson tomorrow.\u201d Sherlock passed John\u2019s phone back<br \/>\nand got up to put his coat on. \u201cI wish we could get lunch, but I\u2019ve got to<br \/>\ndash. Left my riding crop in the mortuary.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cCan\u2019t be<br \/>\nforgetting that,\u201d John said with a laugh. He gave Sherlock a quick peck on the<br \/>\nlips. \u201cSee you soon.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Sherlock waved<br \/>\ngoodbye, passing Mike, who was staring at the two of them in shock.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI rather feel<br \/>\nlike I\u2019ve missed something,\u201d Mike said after Sherlock left.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI told you I<br \/>\nhad a boyfriend,\u201d John said with a shrug.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s just\u2026\u201d<br \/>\nMike blinked several times. \u201cIt\u2019s actually going well?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe\u2019re moving in<br \/>\ntogether,\u201d John answered.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHuh. I never<br \/>\nwould have seen it, myself.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u2026 \u2026<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMrs. Hudson!\u201d<br \/>\nSherlock said with a fond smile, kissing her on the cheek.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh, Sherlock,<br \/>\nit\u2019s been too long! Come on inside, you\u2019ll be wanting to see the upstairs.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Sherlock and<br \/>\nMrs. Hudson entered the building and John cast one last admiring look to the<br \/>\nexterior. He felt a warm rush of\u2026hope? Contentment? Whatever it was, he had the<br \/>\nfeeling that he and Sherlock were going to be happy here.<\/p>\n<p>He tapped his<br \/>\ncane against the pavement (he brought it with him by habit. He hadn\u2019t needed<br \/>\nthe damn thing in weeks) and squared his shoulders, hoping that the flat was<br \/>\nhow Sherlock described it.<\/p>\n<p>Sherlock was<br \/>\nwaiting for him on the landing, an eager grin on his face. \u201cTake a look,\u201d he<br \/>\nsaid, gesturing dramatically.<\/p>\n<p>John sighed,<br \/>\nalready feeling at home. \u201cThis is\u2026very nice,\u201d he said at last. \u201cI see you\u2019ve<br \/>\nalready taken the liberty of moving your things in.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOf course. My<br \/>\nfurniture is better than your furniture.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt doesn\u2019t<br \/>\nmatch!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cErgo, it isn\u2019t<br \/>\nboring, and is much better.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Mrs. Hudson<br \/>\nbustled a bit, complaining about the dust but otherwise looking supremely proud<br \/>\nof herself. \u201cI\u2019ve been trying to rent it out for ages,\u201d Mrs. Hudson said to no<br \/>\none in particular. \u201c\u2019Course, not as long as I\u2019ve been trying to rent out the<br \/>\nbasement. But I\u2019ve managed to keep it tidy, and\u2014Sherlock, how have you already<br \/>\nmade a mess of my kitchen!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>John huffed out<br \/>\na little laugh. Yes, this would be much better than the god-awful bedsit he<br \/>\ncould afford on his pension, and a good deal cozier than Sherlock\u2019s old flat on<br \/>\nMontague Street.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThere\u2019s another<br \/>\nbedroom upstairs, since you\u2019ll be needing two bedrooms,\u201d Mrs. Hudson finished. \u201cI<br \/>\nexpect that\u2019s where you\u2019ll be sleeping, Mr. Watson.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Sherlock and<br \/>\nJohn both looked at each other in surprise. \u201cOh, that won\u2019t be necessary\u2026\u201d John<br \/>\ntrailed off, feeling suddenly uncomfortable.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh!\u201d Mrs.<br \/>\nHudson exclaimed. \u201cOh, of course. Sherlock mentioned he had a boyfriend. So<br \/>\nsorry\u2026 Well, there\u2019s all sorts around here. Mrs. Turner\u2019s got married ones.\u201d She<br \/>\noffered an apologetic if awkward smile.<\/p>\n<p>John looked to<br \/>\nSherlock after Mrs. Hudson left. \u201cDo we not look like we\u2019re dating?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u2026 \u2026<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat are you<br \/>\ndoing here, Freak?\u201d Sargent Donovan demanded.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLestrade called<br \/>\nme,\u201d Sherlock answered flatly. \u201cCome along, John.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWho\u2019s this?\u201d<br \/>\nshe asked, looking at John with ill-concealed confusion and disgust.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMy boyfriend,\u201d<br \/>\nSherlock said, as though it were perfectly obvious.<\/p>\n<p>Donovan looked<br \/>\nlike she had been hit in the head with a blunt object. \u201cYour <i>boyfriend?! <\/i>How the hell did you get<br \/>\nyourself a boyfriend?\u201d She rounded on John, looking concerned for his safety. \u201cDid<br \/>\nhe follow you home? Blink twice if you need me to help you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m fine,<br \/>\nthanks,\u201d John said irritably. \u201cLook, Sherlock, I can wait here\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo, I need your<br \/>\nadvice,\u201d Sherlock interrupted. He looked at Donovan with an air of smugness. \u201cJohn<br \/>\nis a <i>doctor.<\/i>\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh God,\u201d John muttered,<br \/>\npinching the bridge of his nose.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAnd a war hero,\u201d<br \/>\nSherlock continued, still smug. \u201cAnd look at his face!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI get it! You\u2019ve<br \/>\ngot a cute boyfriend!\u201d she spit, as though the words burned her mouth. \u201cYou can\u2019t<br \/>\nbring a date to a crime scene!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI assure you,<br \/>\nwe\u2019re here in a strictly professional capacity,\u201d Sherlock said, holding the<br \/>\npolice tape up for John. \u201cWe\u2019ll keep snogging to a minimum.<\/p>\n<p>\n\u201cI\u2019m gonna be sick,\u201d she complained.<\/p>\n<p>\u2026 \u2026<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAbout time you<br \/>\ngot here, Sherlock\u2014who are you?\u201d Lestrade asked John.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDoctor John<br \/>\nWatson,\u201d he said, holding out his hand in greeting.<\/p>\n<p>Lestrade ignored<br \/>\nhim in favor of interrogating Sherlock. \u201cWho is this? Why is he here?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Sherlock rolled<br \/>\nhis eyes. \u201cFor an officer of the law, you have remarkably poor recall. That\u2019s<br \/>\nmy boyfriend John, I\u2019ve told you about him.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Lestrade looked<br \/>\nat John in disbelief. \u201c<i>He\u2019s <\/i>your<br \/>\nboyfriend? I\u2019d never have matched you two.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u2026 \u2026<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou should stay<br \/>\naway from Sherlock Holmes\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe sleep in the<br \/>\nsame bed, I\u2019m not sure how I\u2019d manage it, thanks.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u2026 \u2026<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMr. Watson, how<br \/>\nwell do you know my brother?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019ve been<br \/>\ndating him for six weeks, actually.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAnd yet you\u2019re<br \/>\nalready\u2014wait, did you say six weeks?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>John pretended<br \/>\nto think for a moment before nodding. Mycroft Holmes looked deeply<br \/>\ndisconcerted.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2026I\u2019m not sure<br \/>\nhow I missed this.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s alright.<br \/>\nEveryone else has missed it.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u2026 \u2026<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSherlock!\u201d<br \/>\nAngelo said, greeting Sherlock with a disproportionate amount of glee. \u201cAnything<br \/>\nyou want, on the house for you and your friend, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Sherlock and John<br \/>\nsat down and John offered an awkward smile as he corrected, \u201cActually I\u2019m his<br \/>\ndate.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLet\u2019s get this<br \/>\ncandle out of the way,\u201d Angelo talked over him. \u201cWe don\u2019t need this to be<br \/>\nromantic.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m his date\u2014Sherlock,<br \/>\nwhy does this keep happening to us?\u201d John asked incredulously.<\/p>\n<p>Sherlock was<br \/>\nstaring out the window, looking for that bloody serial killer. \u201cHm?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo one can tell<br \/>\nwe\u2019re dating. Is that just me? Do we really look <i>that <\/i>straight?<\/p>\n<p>\nSherlock snorted. \u201cPlease. I\u2019m wearing a tight silk shirt and you don\u2019t do<br \/>\nanything but stare at my lips. People are idiots. It would require an unhealthy<br \/>\nlevel of denial to see us as platonic.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cGood point.<br \/>\nWhat would you recommend from the menu?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s all<br \/>\ndecent. Refrain from eating anything that might distract me, please.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI don\u2019t think<br \/>\nthey have bananas on the menu, love.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe principle<br \/>\nstill stands.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u2026 \u2026<\/p>\n<p>\u201cA drugs bust!<br \/>\nReally?! Sherlock\u2019s been clean for months!\u201d John protested.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWho are you<br \/>\nagain?\u201d Lestrade asked.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI live here!\u201d John<br \/>\nexploded. \u201cAnd you\u2019re making a mess of my home!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIs today never<br \/>\ngoing to end?\u201d Sherlock asked the ceiling.<\/p>\n<p>\u2026 \u2026<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt says the<br \/>\nsignal is coming from inside the flat\u2026\u201d John stared that the screen in<br \/>\nconfusion.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSherlock, your<br \/>\ntaxi\u2026\u201d Mrs. Hudson said for the umpteenth time.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe cabbie!\u201d<br \/>\nSherlock exclaimed, turning around abruptly and walking out of the flat.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh, for God\u2019s<br \/>\nsake,\u201d John said, taking the laptop with him and getting ready to pursue the<br \/>\ntaxi.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhere are you<br \/>\ngoing?\u201d Lestrade demanded, still obviously having no clue as to who John was.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cRescuing my<br \/>\nidiot boyfriend.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u2026 \u2026<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYep.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI didn\u2019t think<br \/>\nwe were at the point in our relationship, yet.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWell,\u201d John<br \/>\nsaid after a moment\u2019s thought. \u201cI suppose it\u2019s the logical progression of<br \/>\nthings. We meet. We argue. We end up getting along. We go on a date. We shag.<br \/>\nYou solve murders and I try to find GP work. We move in together, and then I<br \/>\nkill someone for you. It sounds about right, really.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Sherlock<br \/>\nsnorted. \u201cI suppose it is. Right for us, anyway.\u201d He leaned down to kiss John,<br \/>\nsweetly and softly, for a long time.<\/p>\n<p>John heard, from<br \/>\nsomewhere among the assembled police officers, a startled exclamation and then,<br \/>\n\u201cWait, are they <i>dating?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>I AM CRYING<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>Lol this is so wrong like everyone ships johnlock even two idiots act like they\u2019re not together lmao this is so weird like omg wtf the fuck<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>theclassyhuman: crimson-winter: emptycel: captainwatsons: sherlock au series: john and sherlock are dating but nobody seems to see it [part 2] \u201cAn old friend of mine, John Watson,\u201d Mike Stamford announced as they entered the lab. Sherlock looked up with a smirk. \u201cWe\u2019ve met. Several weeks ago, in fact.\u201d Mike blinked, looking surprised. \u201cI\u2014Oh.\u201d John crossed &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2015\/06\/23\/theclassyhuman-crimson-winter-emptycel\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"gallery","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[129,43,4],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/148675"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=148675"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/148675\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":148680,"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/148675\/revisions\/148680"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=148675"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=148675"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=148675"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}