Wounded and Worn<\/a> –\u00a0When Greg finds him wandering the streets and takes him home, John doesn’t expect to find Mycroft there too.<\/p>\nteaser below the cut<\/p>\n
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The car pulled up to the curb. John blinked at it, not one of Mycroft\u2019s thank God, but he was surprised when the window rolled down and Greg appeared. \u201cGet in, John, you\u2019ll catch your death out here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Would that be so bad? Thought John as he moved automatically to get into the car. It was raining and cold and like usual he was underdressed for the weather. Greg\u2019s car was warm and dry and he was surprised that the car\u2019s clock showed it was nearly midnight.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing out so late?\u201d He asked as they drove through the dark streets.<\/p>\n
\u201cHad some paperwork to catch up on. You can spend the night with me.\u201d<\/p>\n
John wasn\u2019t inclined to argue. Baker Street felt haunted these days, which was why he\u2019d been walking anyway. His knee twinged and he rubbed it without thinking. He\u2019d never been to Greg\u2019s flat before as Greg climbed the stairs and got the door. \u201cMake yourself comfortable,\u201d he said, going into the kitchen to turn the kettle on.<\/p>\n
Looking around, John took in the flat. He knew Greg and his wife had divorced sometime the year before and the flat certainly shouted bachelor. He found himself deducting as he looked around, though he was surprised to see an expensive looking bottle of lotion sitting on a bookshelf. That certainly didn\u2019t look like it belonged to Greg Lestrade.<\/p>\n
\u201cHere,\u201d Greg came out of the kitchen and handed him a mug. John somewhat wished it was something stronger, but he really didn\u2019t need to drink right now. If he did he might never stop.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, this is where you live?\u201d he said lamely, not knowing what else to say.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah,\u201d Greg reached for his soaked coat and hung up behind the door.<\/p>\n
\u00a0The action reminded John again of Sherlock and he winced. Then he blinked, seeing the other coat hanging up. \u201cThat\u2019s\u2026not your coat.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThis? No, it\u2019s not.\u201d Greg hung up his own coat, knocking over the umbrella.<\/p>\n
John froze, then stood so quickly he knocked over his tea. \u201cHe\u2019s here?\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
So yeah, here you go, angsty post-reichnbach fic with a bit of smut. Just John\/Greg though. Maybe I’ll make this something longer too. Wounded and Worn –\u00a0When Greg finds him wandering the streets and takes him home, John doesn’t expect to find Mycroft there too. teaser below the cut The car pulled up to the … <\/p>\n
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