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Sherlock's face is inches from mine, his ice-blue eyes wide and questioning. "Your breathing was alarmingly rapid. Increased muscle spasms. You were having another nightmare, I suspect."
I feel strangely grateful to him for waking me up. "Excellent deduction," I say, sitting up creakily. I can't stop shaking.
"Do you want to go back to sleep?"
I look up at Sherlock and find the words tumbling out of my mouth unbidden: "Can we play the violin?"
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Bookmark Notes:
"I know what you are to me; it was never a question. I simply don't understand the impulse of ordinary people to label every facet of every relationship. I didn't think I needed to clarify your importance to me."
^this. (also I totally know the 'humans and their weird emotions' face.) -
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Violin fic! <3 I will never get tired of Sherlock wrapped around John as they play the violin together. Never.