If you just say that you're happy I was shot, it probably would be. To sensible people.
[He says 'sensible people' like he's teasing, and the smile on his face indicates as much even if Sherlock can't quite see it.
No one had ever actively taken interest in his scar before Sherlock. Few people had been close enough to him to see it, not that he made a point to hide it, mind. But most gave it a wide birth, circling their touch or their gaze or their thoughts away from the large starburst scar radiating out from his shoulder. It figured that Sherlock would be the one to press his fingers against it and be thankful it happened.]
But in that way... I can't help but agree, all things considered. So I'm just as wrong, I suppose.
[The pressure of the detective's hand feels like a brand and the nerveless skin sings under his uniform.]
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[He says 'sensible people' like he's teasing, and the smile on his face indicates as much even if Sherlock can't quite see it.
No one had ever actively taken interest in his scar before Sherlock. Few people had been close enough to him to see it, not that he made a point to hide it, mind. But most gave it a wide birth, circling their touch or their gaze or their thoughts away from the large starburst scar radiating out from his shoulder. It figured that Sherlock would be the one to press his fingers against it and be thankful it happened.]
But in that way... I can't help but agree, all things considered. So I'm just as wrong, I suppose.
[The pressure of the detective's hand feels like a brand and the nerveless skin sings under his uniform.]