Stay
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  • Parts 5
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  • Reads 211
  • Votes 24
  • Parts 5
  • Time 49m
Ongoing, First published Nov 05, 2017
Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John Watson are flatmates, partners in crime, and best friends─but, as John insists, nothing more.  However, through peace offerings of dairy products and a shared love of tea, they both begin to suspect that something deeper runs between them.  When Sherlock fakes his death, John thinks that his life is over as well. And when Sherlock comes back, things are not as either man suspected the would be. Is it too late for them?  Or do they have a chance at love?
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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.