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Ariane DeVere
Sherlock fic: Thank you for the music 
9th-Jan-2019 10:31 am
Sherlock - this isn't canon?
Title: Thank you for the music
Author
: Ariane DeVere
Word count: 221 (+ 221B Author’s Note)
Rating: PG
Warnings, kinks and contents: Established relationship, fretful Sherlock


Summary: Newly established in their relationship, Sherlock worries that he isn’t making John happy. John is quick to reassure him.




“You don’t sing any more.”

“Sorry, what?” John frowned at Sherlock’s latest strange utterance.

Sherlock turned his head on the pillow and looked at his puzzled lover.

“When we first lived together, you sang all the time,” Sherlock explained. “You often had the radio on in your bedroom and sang along to it, or you sang in the shower or hummed tunes in the kitchen. But since we became a couple, you don’t sing any more. I can’t help wondering whether our relationship has made you less ... joyful.”

John spoke softly, concerned about the anxious look on Sherlock’s face. “Being with you, I’m more joyful than I’ve ever been in my life. Let me prove it ...”

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“I worked it out.”

“Sorry, what?” Sherlock frowned at John’s latest strange utterance.

John turned his head on the pillow and looked at his puzzled lover.

“The reason why I don’t sing any more,” he explained.

Sherlock’s face began to fill with fear, and John hurried to explain himself.

“I don’t need to sing out loud any more because my soul is singing instead. That’s what happens when you’re truly in love.”

Sherlock gazed at him, then began to blink rapidly in an attempt to stop the inexplicable stinging in his eyes. John tenderly stroked his cheek.

“And my soul sings in baritone.”




The 221B Author’s Note:

Bored at work, I was browsing through old private emails that I had exchanged with Sherlockian friends who I chatted with in the early days of the fandom. A particular conversation in November 2015 between me, Mirith Griffin and the late and much missed Stacey Albright somehow got onto the subject of music and I was saying I used to sing all the time around the house until the late 1990s when I got into a very happy relationship which lasted about five years. Despite us being together for so long, we never discussed or demonstrated our musical likes to each other and I stopped singing to myself all the time. After the relationship ended but we stayed friends, I mentioned the non-singing to him and he said glumly that he must have cramped my style. I reassured him that I hadn’t needed to sing out loud because my soul had been singing instead.

On telling the girls this, Mirith replied, “Good God, I could just weep over that. There’s a 221b in that. Possibly ending in ‘baritone’.”

Three years later, I’ve finally written it!

I might as well apologise in advance to Chocolamousse who will no doubt be furious about the blatantly missing scene halfway through the above. She’ll kill me for including no sex despite them being in bed.

Comments 
9th-Jan-2019 10:45 am (UTC)
That's a lovely thought - his soul singing!
10th-Jan-2019 10:57 am (UTC)
My very unemotional ex-boyfriend didn't even blink when I said it to him! Thankfully Sherlock responded better.
9th-Jan-2019 11:44 am (UTC)
"“And my soul sings in baritone.”

*Blinks rapidly along with Sherlock*

Beautiful . . . (and well worth the wait!)
10th-Jan-2019 11:13 am (UTC)
Thank you, sweetie! I'm so happy that you liked it.
9th-Jan-2019 12:56 pm (UTC)
That’s a beautiful sentiment!
10th-Jan-2019 11:12 am (UTC)
Aww, thanks!
9th-Jan-2019 03:10 pm (UTC)
Ariane, I think LJ ate a bit of your fic because you say, John spoke softly, concerned about the anxious look on Sherlock’s face. “Being with you, I’m more joyful than I’ve ever been in my life. Let me prove it ...” and then there's a line of hyphens, which makes absolutely no sense at all. I suppose John was going to launch into a solo or something?

I might as well apologise in advance to Chocolamousse who will no doubt be furious about the blatantly missing scene halfway through the above. She’ll kill me for including no sex despite them being in bed.
I'm baffled. You mean they had sex? Well I never. *averts her eyes*

Apart from that, it's a lovely 221B! :D
10th-Jan-2019 11:10 am (UTC)
Dammit. *shakes computer to try and find the missing text* And there was a whole section in the middle where John sang a 14-verse song full of love and tenderness and passion and affection, and everything rhymed beautifully and songbirds sat on the windowsill and joined in and all the neighbours and passers-by were weeping at the magnificence of the song and oh you'd have loved it. And now I can't remember a word of it, so I can't even add it back in.

You mean they had sex?
Don't be ridiculous. Why on earth would they do that? Anyway, there wasn't room for me to write that in a 221B.

(*Looks at previous paragraph. Flinches.*)

Um. Yeah. Anyway, I'm glad you liked it!
10th-Jan-2019 06:19 am (UTC)
That was just lovely. (And it's very true about the singing!)
10th-Jan-2019 11:12 am (UTC)
Thanks! I'm glad you liked it. Yes, the singing bit was personal to me, despite my unromantic ex being totally unimpressed!
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