Around and Around

[ihadabadday]

I said no. Yet we keep going around in circles. You do not have time for this. For a proper game.

Leave me in peace to sulk.

Comments

[notalldead]

Sorry to ruin yer sulk, pardner, but if your mun's lookin' for some low stress and low commitment fun, there's always nexus_sages. Ain't no appin', no postin' requirements. Y'all just jump in and hit the ground runnin'!

And you get to meet good-lookin' fellas like myself there.

[ihadabadday]

Thank you. She'll check it out.

[notalldead]

Chin up, ya fussy mule!

[deductivity]

Don't be silly, John. Sulking is clearly my area.

You're more the 'passive aggressively making tea and throwing out perfectly good experiments in progress' sort.

[ihadabadday]

Sherlock?

You bastard.

[ooc: Sorry wrong account]

[deductivity]

Wrong. My parents were happily married when I was conceived.

Now Mycroft, I'm not so certain about.

[ihadabadday]

You died. I watched you.

[deductivity]

Oh honestly, are we going to go back to this again?

Can we not just move on? I didn't just fake my death on a lark, after all.

[ihadabadday]

It was last week! On a lark? Explain it to me before I stop being patient with you.

[deductivity]

What do you mean last week? It's been years since the whole...jumping...thing.

Ample time for you to get engaged in my absence apparently.

[ihadabadday]

Engaged? Why the bloody hell would I get engaged to someone not you?

[deductivity]

Not...John, what on Earth is-

Did you strike your head against anything recently? Or become intoxicated with some illicit substance?

[ihadabadday]

No... We were together nearly a year before you jumped off the roof of St. Bart's. Ever since the pool with Moriarty.

[deductivity]

Well yes, of course we were. I supplied you with excitement and you supplied me with entirely pedestrian insights that nonetheless seem to trigger my moments of pure brilliance, but that still doesn't explain why you don't seem to remember Mary. Or the three years in between now and me jumping off a roof.

Retrograde amnesia seems bit unlikely without a catalyst. You don't look as if you've suffered a brain injury but perhaps you ought to let me do a ct-scan.

[ihadabadday]

We were romantically involved. We had sex. You made me dinner.

[deductivity]

[Staring.]

...........Both those seem highly unlikely.

[ihadabadday]

Unless we've just proven the multiverse theory to be true, it happened. Trust me. There's a birthmark on your hip.

[deductivity]

Which just means you've seen me naked, which is statistically not such a stretch considering how long we've been flatmates and your tendency to patch me up when injured.

It doesn't prove we've had er...relations. Or that I've cooked for you.

[ihadabadday]

When you sleep, truly sleep, there's this adorable little noise you make. If I had my mobile, I'd play it for you.

[deductivity]

Well now I know you're mistaken. I am never 'adorable'.

[ihadabadday]

You are to me.

[deductivity]

Honestly John, are you certain you have not hit your head? I am starting to worry.

[ihadabadday]

I am positive.

[deductivity]

You realize you've said multiple times that you are not gay. To at least the entirety of Scotland Yard.

[ihadabadday]

I'm not. But I'm not straight either.

[deductivity]

And you think I'm the best candidate for a romantic partner?

[ihadabadday]

You have been.

[deductivity]

Now I know you're lying. I am not anyone's ideal lover, that's certainly been made quite clear.

[ihadabadday]

Sherlock. You were perfect until you jumped off the roof.

[deductivity]

I jumped off the roof to prevent you from being assassinated.

You and Mrs. Hudson and Gavin Lestrade, more accurately speaking.

[ihadabadday]

Greg. His name is Greg. Or do you want me to start calling you by your full name at crime scenes?

[deductivity]

Whatever. Is that really the important part? I've explained to you again why I had to jump and yet you persist in being unreasonably angry about it.

[ihadabadday]

You died! I watched you jump off a building! Did you even stop to think what that would do to me? To see you...

To see what I thought was your broken body covered in blood, to plan your funeral, to visit your grave?

[deductivity]

That was the point, John! It had to devastate you. It had to leave no room for doubt in anyone's mind that I was dead and you were grieving.

[ihadabadday]

I hate you so much.

[deductivity]

You don't. You forgave me. We've been through this already. Repeating oneself is so tedious.

[ihadabadday]

I haven't been through it before. This is the first time for me.