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The Love Song of Doctor John H. Watson (NC17) by kate_lear
Fandom: Sherlock
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Length: 11K
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kate_lear
Author's Website:kate_lear
Why this must be read:
People have strong feelings about Valentine's Day. I thought about posting something schmoopily romantic, or something decidedly unromantic as a counter balance. This fic neatly walks the line. John comes up with a sappy romantic gesture that only Sherlock would appreciate.kate_lear paints an evocative picture of Sherlock's rather unique view of London and his relationship with John, and follows that up with lots of hot sexy sex.
On a certain February evening, John is standing at the bar in a certain pub and sipping at a pint, trying to calm the butterflies in his stomach as he waits for Sherlock. He’s just enough of a romantic to want to do something to mark today, although he’d had a hell of a job thinking of something that would please an utterly brilliant, utterly bonkers, slightly morbid consulting detective.
The Love Song of Doctor John H. Watson
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Length: 11K
Author on LJ:
kate_learAuthor's Website:
kate_learWhy this must be read:
People have strong feelings about Valentine's Day. I thought about posting something schmoopily romantic, or something decidedly unromantic as a counter balance. This fic neatly walks the line. John comes up with a sappy romantic gesture that only Sherlock would appreciate.
kate_lear paints an evocative picture of Sherlock's rather unique view of London and his relationship with John, and follows that up with lots of hot sexy sex.On a certain February evening, John is standing at the bar in a certain pub and sipping at a pint, trying to calm the butterflies in his stomach as he waits for Sherlock. He’s just enough of a romantic to want to do something to mark today, although he’d had a hell of a job thinking of something that would please an utterly brilliant, utterly bonkers, slightly morbid consulting detective.
The Love Song of Doctor John H. Watson