Through Sherlock Holmes's Eyes

The First Meeting

This is my first ever story on Wattpad, and my first ever Fanfic. I recently watched the BBC Sherlock Holmes and I am obsessed, so obsessed that I am reading fanfic. I ship Johnlock so frickin much and these fanfics are for a way to imagine the thoughts behind both of them. Thankyou for your support. <3
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Season 1, Episode 1

I was working in the lab like usual, doing nothing of too much significance when he walked in. At first, all I could see was a limping soldier, come home from the war looking for comfort and peace. He allowed me to borrow his phone and that's when I really saw him. He practically glowed, his loyalty and ambition, not to mention his thirst for danger. And those eyes, a concentrated blue shining past the wrinkles and dark eye-bags, his mouth twitched in anticipation, I was sure that would last though not still being in the war. His hair was parted carelessly to the side but his clothes remained neat, again bringing out the army within him. 'Iraq or Afghanistan?', I asked him, hoping he would be immediately impressed my beneficial intelligence. As expected, he replied in confusion and shock. I felt drawn to this man, usually I would just ignore my feelings but instead I found myself inviting him to view a flat, and even worse, I winked. I winked at him, with his old friend in the room, a friend that knows about us both already. I was overthinking that wink for about 4 minutes, why 4 minutes, nobody should ever think of a encounter for over 19 seconds unless it's of significance to their job or the find interest in the person they have encountered. That was very unlike me in every way, but for some reason, I desperately wanted him to be impressed. Only when I arrived at the crime scene could I concentrate properly.