Leyna, 16, INTP
Pv. Fargoslester & JohnwatsynI am a little duck who's life revolves around Johnlock. P.S. Talk to me about toplock and ducks.
This was so subtle and beautiful, it actually happened twice, and I just had to point it out.
Do you remember those times when that singular person whom you loved so secretively, made a sudden, passing remark? Your ears rang, the universe paused for a hanging moment, and a spurt of icy hope shot through your heart, that despite all the odds, despite the infinite improbability, they love you back? Only for it to dissolve the next second as a misunderstanding?
JOHN: You know, I’m still waiting.
It was so nonchalant, so simple, it couldn’t be. Could it be? Sherlock shifted his eyes, and gave a hum of response.
Sherlock sighs. Of course it couldn’t be.
JOHN: But I’m still waiting.
It catches him off guard again.
Sherlock sighs, again. Impossible, of course.
Impossible that the one you love should love you.
Even more remarkably beautiful, it happens two times, once before Sherlock discovers how much he means to John, and once after he discovers how much John means to him. It’s like a frame, framing the short sweet time after they found each other, and before they lost it all.
You know, I’m still waiting.
I’m still waiting for you to love me.