#【 𝕚𝕔. 】♕ CRIME CONSULTANT

[dawnscngs]

CONT. / @lunarant​ 

Your lips adopt a sly curve as your remaining eye watches the movements that Sherlock’s make around his cigarette. You’re sprawled across the bed like a cat stretched out in the warmth of a sunbeam and the sound of his voice is sweeter than any comfortable silence you might have once settled into on your own. 

The way he talks about his future with you— your future together— had once given you pause. You felt as though he was dreaming of the impossible, that your own future had already gone up in flames the moment you had set it alight. But Sherlock has gathered up the ashes of you, these few years past and has done with them what he is best at— the impossible.

It was a morning two years ago, not unlike this one, when he had found you out in the fresh air, thinking to yourself that perhaps you could have a future after all.

     “I like the way you speak of it. It feels very...certain. As if you’ve already worked it all out in your mind.” You turn yourself towards him, reaching out a hand to trace your fingertips in a delicate path along his jaw...before plucking the cigarette from his lips and placing it between your own. “Hearing you talk about it that way...I’m looking forward to having a future like that with you, Sherlock.”

#【 𝕚𝕔. 】♕ CRIME CONSULTANT #[ SHIP / lunarant / SHERLIAM ] — all this time you felt the same - catch me if you can catch me and i'll stay #[ PARTNERS ] — lunarant / sherlock