John is respectful. John keeps his distance. He doesn’t look at Sherlock when Sherlock decides trousers are for dull people. He doesn’t breathe in and savor it when Sherlock flings himself onto the couch first thing in the morning, wafting alpha scent, dressing gown settling around him in a cloud of blue silk. He doesn’t linger when he’s piecing Sherlock back together after a fight, even though he’s half-dressed and beautiful and right there.
He can ignore it. He can control it.
Bookmarked by vonegirl
02 Jul 2016
Yeah, I get it. Not a fan of Omegaverse. Too....MUCH. This. Your welcome.