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  1. Public Bookmark 55

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    “Richie,” Mike says sharply. “Who are you with? Why are you in Derry?”

    “Tell him,” Eddie whispers again.

    “Is that Eddie?” Mike asks.

    “Tell him, Richie,” Eddie says again, louder.

    “Jesus Christ,” Mike says, and Richie snaps, throwing his phone hard at the kitchen wall opposite them. The back smashes and the battery falls into a bowl soaking in the sink. There’s a beat of silence where Eddie and Richie stare at the battery floating in the soapy water.

    “Good work, Kobe,” Eddie says.

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    17 Sep 2019

  2. Public Bookmark 59

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    “You’ve gotta stop wriggling, you fucking twink,” Richie tells him.

    Eddie laughs, “Oh, I’m the fucking twink, you messy—”

    “Hey, hey, no name-calling, I’m sharing my precious weed and Korean chicken with you, you lunatic,” Richie reminds him. He finishes the last of Eddie’s wing himself and drops the bone back into the box, ignoring Eddie’s brief noise of protest. “Take another hit, my God, you’re getting distracted, stop forgetting what you’re doing and smoke up, Johnny.”

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    17 Sep 2019

  3. Public Bookmark 59

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    It wasn’t immediately obvious to the Losers that something was wrong with Richie after the Deadlights. After all, his eyesight had always been shit.

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    16 Sep 2019

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    After John cooks five dinners that slowly reveal their hunger for each other, Sherlock and John finally share a first kiss.

    Coming home to find John busy in the kitchen, a strong wave of domesticity had washed over Sherlock, stirring up something unexpected, something he hadn't quite known he craved until now. But it was more than companionship he was responding to, it was... what, exactly?

    Intimacy. That was the word he was fumbling for. It felt intimate to walk into their home, water bubbling, spoon circling, fingers mounding, scooping, cradling food.

    (Inspired by Sherlock’s line about John from The Sign of Three: “And he can cook… Does a thing … with peas…”)

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    02 Sep 2017

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    John! Cooking!

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    Ella had been right about the trust issues, she had been right about the PTSD, and she had not exactly been wrong about the blog, either, had she, though John’s efforts in that department hadn’t worked as she might have hoped. John could write about Sherlock, he could write about their cases, he could respond lightly or sternly to comments; what the blog couldn’t teach him to do was to look at a feeling and name it.

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    29 Mar 2017