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Ariane DeVere
Sherlock fic: Something new 
11th-May-2012 12:04 pm
Sherlock - S and J smile
Title: Something new
Author: Ariane DeVere
Word count: 766
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Sherlock belongs to way more powerful and wealthy people than me.





Something new

Translated into Danish by Thessa Jensen; into French by Use Your Illusion I; and into Slovak by mimi.


“I bought you a ring.”

John blinked at Sherlock’s abrupt announcement. “Why?” he asked cautiously.

“On Thursday, when we were conducting casework at the Royal Oak Inn,” Sherlock explained. “That group of women chatting you up ... I didn’t like it.”

“You wanted them chatting me up so you could work out which of them had swindled Mr. Jensen!” John protested. “You asked me to be deliberately ‘flirty’ so that they would start talking to me!”

“I know ... but I didn’t like it,” Sherlock said more strongly. “They all thought they stood a chance with you. I don’t want people thinking you’re available.”

He sighed. “John, you know I’m not the marrying kind ... but I bought you a ring and I’m asking if you would wear it.”

“Show it to me,” John told him. He was already pretty convinced what his answer would be, but it wouldn’t do to be too much of a pushover.

Now, if this were a proper romantic story, at this point Sherlock would have taken a small velvet box from his pocket, held it up in front of his beloved and slowly opened the lid to reveal the contents. However, this was Sherlock ‘wouldn’t know romantic if it punched him in the face’ Holmes, and so he simply took a ring from his pocket and plonked it into John’s outstretched hand. Trying not to roll his eyes, John picked up the white gold band and carefully inspected its subtly engraved pattern.

“You told me once that you liked white gold better than yellow gold,” Sherlock said defensively. “I know it’s not as expensive ...”

“It’s fine,” John assured him. “I do prefer white gold, and I’m not bothered about the cost, or lack of it.” He continued to peer at the ring.

“So, will you wear it?” Sherlock asked him, his voice sounding a little anxious.

John studied the ring for a little longer.

“It’s the correct size,” Sherlock told him.

“I have no doubt of that at all,” John said with a smile. He raised his eyes to Sherlock’s nervous gaze.

“Do you like it?” Sherlock asked.

“It’s perfect,” John said. He looked down at the ring again.

“Will you wear it?” Sherlock asked a second time.

John smiled up at his partner. “Yes, I’ll wear it,” he said.

Sherlock visibly relaxed. “Good,” he said, and began to turn away.

Oh no. Mr. not-at-all-romantic wasn’t getting away with it that easily.

“Oi!” John told him sternly. Sherlock turned back to him and John tried to make his expression fierce. “If I’m not going to get a fancy ceremony out of this, or a big party with all our family and friends, or a two-week honeymoon somewhere hot and sunny, the least you can do is put the thing on my bloody finger!”

“Oh, of course,” Sherlock said, taking the ring from John before lifting his hand and slowly sliding the white gold band onto his ring finger. When it was settled in place he continued to hold onto it, gazing down at their hands for a long moment before raising his eyes to John’s.

“Do you like it?” he asked.

John opened his mouth, about to say, “Of course I like it,” but then he stopped. Sherlock had already asked that question and had been answered; and John realised that he had phrased the sentence deliberately and was seeking the absolute response to it. John smiled at him.

“I do,” he said.

Sherlock’s eyes locked onto his. “I do, too,” he said softly.

There was really only one way to reply to that, and John gave it instantly, his grin mischievous but also full of love for his crazy and adorable man.

“You may now kiss the bride.”

Sherlock’s smile was euphoric as he lowered his mouth towards John’s. When he finally raised his head again several minutes later he looked down to where he was still holding the ring on John’s finger. He looked thoughtful.

“No,” he said. “I’m not sure.”

John – who had already pair-bonded not only with the man in front of him but with the ring as well – frowned unhappily. “What’s wrong with it?” he asked.

“Oh, I think I like it,” Sherlock assured him. “I just need to see it in a different setting.” He pursed his lips thoughtfully, then looked up to John coyly. “Maybe with less clothing around it.”

John’s grin was the only answer he needed to give, and Mr. can-be-totally-romantic-when-he-puts-his-mind-to-it kissed him gently, then slid his fingers around John’s hand and led his new ‘bride’ away to the bedroom.

***************

Author’s Note: Well now I’m annoyed.

Not a single bite for a month, and then a couple of days ago I was walking back to the office with my lunch when my plotbunny came galloping out of my room, scampered down the road, bit me firmly on the toe and then raced back to my desk, leaving me wandering down the road with that “Ooh!” look in my eyes and a seraphic smile on my face. So I got back to my desk, petted the bunny and started writing, with the sole thought in my mind that “You may now kiss the bride” was possibly the best last line for a 221B that I’d ever come up with.

But no. VerityBun had been silent for a month, and now she was going to make the most of it and would not let me write just 221 words. I tried and tried to cut it but it didn’t work.

So, there it is – my latest fic. But damn.


Comments 
11th-May-2012 11:13 am (UTC)
This is so full of god damn butterlfies and prancing gay unicorns with white gold horns and goosebumps of squee that I can not even understand how this story is holding all those butterflies and unicorns and goosebumps.

I adore this utterly.

Edited at 2012-05-11 11:14 am (UTC)
13th-May-2012 10:06 am (UTC)
OK, looks like Aunty Atlin is high on caffeine again (or rather, as always)!

But I'm happy you liked it.

See you very soooon!!
11th-May-2012 11:22 am (UTC)
I'm *so* glad you didn't shoehorn this into a 221B. It's perfect the way it is. I love the moment when Sherlock just plonks the ring in John's hand, and the fic only gets more engaging and sweet from there. Their lack of romanticism makes this romantic, because it shows that they are so comfortable with each other that they're willing to take the risk of being fully themselves. That's beautiful.

Also, here's to Sherlock's transition from "wouldn’t know romantic if it punched him in the face" to "can-be-totally-romantic-when-he-puts-his-mind-to-it." Yeah, Sherlock. Use that vast mind to some advantage, why don't you?
13th-May-2012 10:10 am (UTC)
Thanks, sweetie! I'm so happy you liked it, and I love how people are describing it as "romantic without being romantic".

So excited about seeing you again very soon!!
11th-May-2012 12:16 pm (UTC)
I'm not annoyed. I'm very happy and thank those nice little and biting bunnies and I send them lots of carrot cake, because this was a delight to read. A very sherlockian way to marry the man you love.
13th-May-2012 09:40 am (UTC)
The bunny will be delighted with the cake - thank you!
11th-May-2012 12:38 pm (UTC)
Aww. This is a happy-making thing to read before I have to go to work this morning. :)
13th-May-2012 10:10 am (UTC)
So happy that I started your morning nicely!
11th-May-2012 12:45 pm (UTC)
Awesome, and so very Sherlock.
13th-May-2012 10:11 am (UTC)
Thanks! I'm chuffed that I got Sherlock right!
11th-May-2012 01:08 pm (UTC)
Absolutely perfect! I always wondered how those two kids would work out the whole marriage thing, seeing as how Sherlock isn't the marrying type.
This is now headcannon.
13th-May-2012 09:42 am (UTC)
Thanks! I'm chuffed to bits to have set someone's head canon!
11th-May-2012 01:28 pm (UTC)
n'awwwwwwww <3
That is adorable and perfect! However much I enjoy the idea of those two married, I could never imagine Sherlock sitting through such a ceremony ^_^' this is a perfect solution!
13th-May-2012 09:44 am (UTC)
So glad you enjoyed it! I really didn't realise that I had solved the problem of how the boys would get hitched - I just thought I'd written a silly story, but people seem to be liking my marriage solution!
11th-May-2012 02:10 pm (UTC)
This was delightful and moving. I loved your version of "Sherlock romance" - felt just right for him!
13th-May-2012 09:45 am (UTC)
Thank you! I'm surprised but pleased that so many people are liking this solution to how Sherlock would get married.
11th-May-2012 02:27 pm (UTC)
This fic makes me want to twirl. That's a good thing. :)
13th-May-2012 09:46 am (UTC)
Enjoy the twirling!
11th-May-2012 02:41 pm (UTC)
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, how utterly adorable is that?????? I so love the way Sherlock goes about this, the way he asked "Do you like it?" repeatedly and its different meanings and I very much liked the ending. Wonderful! Thank you!!
13th-May-2012 09:49 am (UTC)
Glad you enjoyed it - thanks!
11th-May-2012 03:20 pm (UTC)
Yes, I would be annoyed too if I were you. You wanted to write a very lovely short story and you wrote a very lovely long story WITH PORN AFOOT. Such a depressing thought. Ah well.

I love (as everyone else does) the "I do / I do, too" part, and the way Sherlock sees romance, and how he is both shy and bold, and how you wrote the whole thing. You perfectly demonstrated how much this crazy and adorable man (I like these words very much) is not the marrying kind.

P.S. Something old: the skull was on the mantelpiece, it will do. Something borrowed: Lestrade's ID in Sherlock's pocket, right. Something blue: the Scarf, of course. Good. Now they're really married. :D
11th-May-2012 04:47 pm (UTC)
(popping in to say I love the phrase "PORN AFOOT")
11th-May-2012 04:25 pm (UTC)
That's what happens with bunnies - they breed and breed and breed! And what a gorgeous result! I want to hug it and pet it and call it Sherlock.
13th-May-2012 09:53 am (UTC)
Thank you! You may call it whatever you wish!
11th-May-2012 04:46 pm (UTC)
This is SO adorable, I'm taking it to a children's Tea Party, putting it in a frilly dress and hat, and passing it a plate of cookies.
I LOVE IT! It's cute, but not cutesy. And this? OF COURSE!

“Oh, I think I like it,” Sherlock assured him. “I just need to see it in a different setting.” He pursed his lips thoughtfully, then looked up to John coyly. “Maybe with less clothing around it.”
13th-May-2012 09:55 am (UTC)
Why thank you! I hope the fic enjoys the party! Tell it to bring me back some party poppers and a sausage roll.
11th-May-2012 04:56 pm (UTC)
Aww ♥
13th-May-2012 10:12 am (UTC)
Thanks!
11th-May-2012 05:10 pm (UTC)
*high-pitched voice*
OMG, this is adorable!

And while I agree that 'You may now kiss the bride' is the most perfect ending for a 221B, I am glad that it didn't work out in this case.
13th-May-2012 09:57 am (UTC)
Stop impersonating Benedict, you.

But thanks - I'm happy this story has gone down so well.
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