#🌿003 — demisereborn.🌿

[storyuntrue]

Somehow   getting   Mary’s   blessing   didn’t   settle   John   entirely,   still   unwilling   to   leave   her   side.   Yes,   the   adventures   were   thrilling,   the   adrenaline   providing   him   with   a   high   that   can   hardly   be   found   in   alternative   measures.   But   his   marriage   to   Mary   was   still   so   fresh,   so   new,   and   so   unexplored   that   John   wanted   to   spend   as   much   time   as   he   could   by   his   wife’s   side.   And a   question   loomed   over   his   head   anytime   he   was   required   to   assist   Holmes;   what   if   he   leaves   and   never   comes   back?   What   then?

“Why   don’t   you   come   with   me?”   The   question   slips   out   of   his   lips   faster   than   he   can   think   of   the   idea   itself,   his   clear   eyes   fixing   on   the   woman   beside   him.   “Not   for   the   adventure   itself,   mind,   should   there   even   be   one.   Just   for   the   visit.   It   will   be   easier   for   me   to   deny   him   if   it   proves   to   be   a   trifle   and   not   a   serious   matter.”   John’s   well   aware   that   it   won’t   be   something   that   Sherlock   himself   will   enjoy   in   particular,   but   his   marriage   came   first.   

when mary married john , she knew how important his friendship to sherlock was. she could remember how angry she had been at sherlock when they first met. they hadn't been at the table for long & he was able to figure out every little detail about her & her life. while it angered her , her opinion changed when the male went undercover to check up on her fiance. it wasn't a horrible disguise but mary had been able to see right through it.

while sherlock could be reckless , it meant a lot to her that he had gone out of his way to check in on her fiance & it was a friendship that she didn't want to come in between. there were plenty of things around the house that she could do to keep herself busy for the time being. taking a breath , she nodded her head before moving over to pick up her husband's jacket & handed it to him with a soft smile. ❝ I understand my darling. just promise if there is more to this that you'll be safe okay? ❞

[storyuntrue]

They   would   be   living   in   an   ideal   world   if   it   would   be   as   simple   to   visit   Sherlock   as   Mary   had   detailed.   Merely   stopping   by   221b   Baker   Street   was   a   downright   impossible   task;   mostly   due   to   the   fact   that   he’d   no   doubt   find   Holmes   once   again   disregarding   his   own   health.   That   in   turn,   would   end   up   with   John   going   on   a   spiel   about   his   carelessness   and   reckless   behavior.   It’s   a   tune   as   old   as   time,   the   steps   repeated   so   many   times   they   were   polished   and   memorized   to   the   bone.   So   why   is   he   still   giving   in,   a   sigh   escaping   from   his   lungs   and   signaling   his   defeat?   

“Very   well,   I’ll   stop   by   his   place   and   see   what   it   is   that   he   wants.”   His   tone   is   weary,   but   mostly   because   the   both   of   them   knew   that   Mary   hit   the   nail   on   the   head;   he   was   indeed   missing   running   around   London   with   the   consulting   detective,   solving   crimes   and   catching   the   criminals.   “But   you   must   be   aware,   that   if   there   is   indeed   a   serious   issue   upon   which   he   is   calling   for   me,   that   I   might   not   return   home   for   a   day   or   even   more.   Is   that   alright   with   you?”

@demisereborn

the female let out a sigh & made her way over to her fiancé. resting her hand on the back of the seat, she looked down at the telegram in his hands, the request from his friend to come 𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 ��𝟸𝟷𝚋. she knew what the man was capable of & there were definitely times that sherlock requested for john to stop by & it turned out to be nothing.

while this could very well be one of those times, a part of her worried that perhaps he could be telling the truth this time. “ why don't you simply swing by & if he appears to be in good spirits, simply leave him be ; don't let him trick you. if you get there and there is some sort of problem, then you can help him solve it. i'm sure a part of you misses those adventures, right darling? ”