Secrets
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Sherlock
The Originals
A Johnlock story. I know he says he's a sociopath, but he feels things. I know he does! All the signs are there. Sometimes though, I think it's an experiment. That he's just playing with me. I'm not an idiot. He knows how I feel about him. He knows I'm in love with him. I'm in love with Sherlock Holmes. Written in the style of the original Sherlock Holmes Adventures, John Watson's blog continues. This entry is different however. It seems the phase of their time together platonically has reached it's end. Danger naturally follows the consulting detective and his army doctor. Pasts come back to haunt them. Can they really find love when everything is set against them?
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John's never seen a kid like him. He has this beautiful, crazy grace - withheld behind a smug smile and wisecracks that make John frustrated in so many different kinds of ways. And his eyes; crystal clear, decisive, cleaning through the unimportant things to find the valuables in life. He may or may not have a thing for smoking and James Bond, his favorite ice cream is mint with a chocolate swirl, and he is absolutely addicted to Pop Rocks and toffee. He enjoys pretty boys and warehouses, where he can hoard and think and be alone. Also, bumper cars, and John Watson. But Sherlock Holmes's thing, his niche, his calling in life... is to steal. Books. Wallets. Phones. Cars. Everything you've ever wanted, he's had. Everything you've ever wished for, he's stolen. Everything you are, everything you told yourself that you weren't, he owns, and he plays you like an out-of-tune violin. Does that mean that John's going to let him steal his heart? Not a shot in hell.

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