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Prompting Part XXXIV
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Fill: No Refuge from Memory: 11a/?
Part 11: Lies and Silence
John and Sherlock tiptoed around each other for the next few days. John apologized profusely for his actions. In penance, he took one of the pills the doctor gave him and attempted to tidy the flat. He didn’t make much progress before the opiate- induced stupor won out and he spent the afternoon in his chair, staring vacantly at the telly.
The darkness in the back of his mind was more active now. It was shaped like the hole in his memory. Occasionally it shifted, showing John fragments of things he couldn’t understand then swept them away. He was now constantly aware of its presence. He was afraid to sleep. All of his dreams were nightmares that he forgot as soon as he woke up. Even when he was awake, he couldn’t relax. He could feel it lurking, waiting for something to trigger it so that it could pounce.
For his part, Sherlock was solicitous and thoughtful, which only served to drive John up the wall with equal parts exasperation and guilt. His frustration was only made worse when his flatmate pointedly did not ask him any questions.
John could feel their friendship disintegrating into silence, but he didn’t know how to stop it. Sherlock wouldn’t be happy with an answer of ‘I don’t know,’ and if he knew how fragile John was, he would blame himself.
His greatest worry was that Sherlock would suspect some of the things that were going through John’s mind. He feared that his friend’s perceptive gaze would see that John had almost left a bullet chambered when he cleaned his gun last night. He wouldn’t kill himself in his bedroom. That was one horror he could spare his flatmate. He would go somewhere far away and die anonymously, a John Doe. Sherlock would find him eventually, but hopefully not until he was already in the ground. He was afraid to talk to Sherlock. He feared his voice would give away his intentions. He couldn’t tell him how deeply he cared for him, but he could show him.
A brush of fingers across the back of the hand to get his attention, a caress of his lips with his thumb before he kissed him, a finger hooked through a belt loop to pull his hips closer. This was John’s new language. Every time his hands spoke, Sherlock’s body melted against him, but his eyes were solemn, assessing. John could tell that his flatmate was making dozens of deductions every time they interacted, but for the first time, he was keeping them to himself.
*
The morning after their altercation did not yield much in the way of useful information, Sherlock mused. Whatever had happened, John was not willing to talk about it. He considered confronting him, but ultimately decided it to be a fruitless endeavor. There was something resolute in John’s long silences, something that Sherlock could not gather the courage to challenge.
He decided that he would not be able to figure out what was wrong with John by talking to him. Conversation was an inefficient means of communication in any case. Instead, Sherlock would have to fall back on his powers of observation.
Some of John’s body language was easy to read. For example, the way he flinched every time he saw the bruises on Sherlock’s neck. He obviously felt ashamed, which was not surprising. Also, the way he avoided Sherlock’s eyes. He was hiding something. Again, not a surprise.
Some things were more difficult to read, like the worried look he gave him when he thought Sherlock wasn’t watching. Or how Sherlock caught him early one morning, staring into his mug of tea with an expression on his face that could only be described as anguish.
Sherlock opened the bin and counted the tea bags. “You didn’t sleep last night.”
John waved a dismissive hand, “Bad dreams. Happens from time to time.”
Sherlock sat across from him at the table, “Not usually this often.”
John stared into the distance over Sherlock’s shoulder, “No, not usually.”
Sherlock wanted to ask, ‘What’s wrong. Please tell me. I don’t care what it is, I know I’m not good at this sort of thing, but I’ll try to understand.’ He kept silent. He could tell from the grim line of John’s lips that any answer he gave would be a lie.
John reached out and absently lay his hand over Sherlock’s as if in apology for not answering the question that his flatmate never asked.
Re: Fill: No Refuge from Memory: 11a/?
(Anonymous) 2013-10-19 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)cant wait to read more
Re: Fill: No Refuge from Memory: 11a/?