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“Mmph. Sorry. Didn’t mean to fall asleep on you like that.”
“It’s fine, John. It was a taxing day after all. Christmas. Presents. Family.”
“You love your family, you git.”
“Doesn’t mean they’re easy to deal with.”
Laugh. “Don’t I know it.”
“How… is Harry?”
“Sounded sober when I talked to her. She’s at a friend’s, one who is good about holding her accountable. I think she’s doing well.”
“Good.”
“She wants to come over tomorrow night. Meet you. Bring presents.”
“Okay.”
“Really? Okay? Just like that?”
“She’s your sister, and you missed Christmas Day with her. You did Christmas with my family. It’s only fair I spend some time with yours.”
Pause. “God, I love you. I hope you never stop surprising me, Sherlock.” … “Oh. I. Um. Well, reckon that got said, huh?”
“You… love me?”
“Yeah, I do. I’m… in love with you, if you want the whole of it. For ages, I think…”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
“I– Me– The same for me.”
“That’s good.”
“I love you, John Watson.”
“Very good.”
“I’m in love with you.”
“Fantastic. Come here, you.”
“I’m already here.”
“Closer.”
Contented sigh.
“Happy Christmas, love.”
“Merry Christmas, John.”