1 Jan 2012
John is late, and he hasn't called, and Sherlock works himself into a state.
Once he's moving he can't stop, his momentum carries him right into a kiss, clumsy and hard — carries them right up against the wall by the door. Backspace, back, back, back, his mind chatters, there are supposed to be words first; John curls his hand at the small of his back, not kissing back, still in shock, but he's not put Sherlock in an armlock on the ground, either, and...
Somehow Sherlock manages to pull back, pressing his forehead against John's.
"He can't have you," Sherlock says, and how can his voice be breaking?