Dancing Underneath The Skies of Lust *Private*

[Leafwing12]

Sherlcok nuzzled closer to him. He let out a soft noise, keeping close.

(Want to skip to when they're back at the flat?)

[dannychan]

sure!

[Leafwing12]

(Alright)

It was a day later and they were allowed to leave. Sherlcok was currently in the bedroom. John was downstairs, making some tea. Sherlcok sighed, looking down. He was holding John's pistol. He was slowly brushing his thumb along the gun, eyeing it silently.

[dannychan]

john soon came up and frowned. "what have you got my gun for?" he asked.

[Leafwing12]

Sherlock flinched a bit. He glanced over at John. "...Thinking about firing at the wall." He said

[dannychan]

he shook his head. "you know the rules. no guns without me around." he said.

[Leafwing12]

He blinked, looking down. "Yeah, I...I know." He whispered. He had a blank expression on his face. He looked really detached. His eyes were all red. His pupils were dilated. His skin looked a bit paler. He had a faint tremor in his hands. He slowly moved his arm out, setting the gun away from him.He then moved his hand away, staring blankly T the floor. He had a few marks on his arms where he had shot up some drugs.

[dannychan]

he sighed. "did you do drugs again? i told you no more!" he said and moved to push him into a laying position. "lay down and sleep it out, ok? i'm going to go get the tea." he then took the gun and anything else potentially dangerous and left the room.

[Leafwing12]

Sherlcok frowned when he was pushed down. He sighed, closing his eyes

[dannychan]

he returned with tea and sat on the edge of the bed.