[ Just as there is no escaping Sherlock's questions, that last comment "not just with Lyney" shows that there is no escaping Heizou's observations. Heizou has read more into Sherlock's reaction beyond the concern he has for Heizou.
Well...
Sherlock places his mug of coffee on a small nearby table as he unfolds himself from the chair. He's behind Heizou in his chair in just a few long strides. Without a word, he bends over and wraps his arms around Heizou's shoulders from behind and drops his head against red hair. ]
Forgive me for taking liberties, but something like this is something precious to me.
[ Well, why not confirm Heizou's suspicions? He holds on for a second longer before moving to pull himself away. ]
[Heizou can't help but give Sherlock an odd, curious look as he gets up, watching as he steps closer. He doesn't quite get a second to put his own coffee mug down before Sherlock's arms are around him. Which also means he can't quite hide the way he jumps ever so slightly at the first touch. Heizou never has any trouble initiating physical affection, but having someone else do the same to him without warning still catches him off guard.
But to his credit, after all this time on Eltrut, with how close he and Sherlock have become, it only takes a moment for him to relax into the hold. Heizou's expression softens into something warm and genuine, and he lets his eyes shut and leans more into Sherlock. At least until the other withdraws, and Heizou lets out a soft chuckle.]
I'm sorry, Sherry. I didn't want you to worry about me. We were meant to be discussing your curiosities, not my own... issues.
[ Though Sherlock doesn't say, Heizou relaxing into his hold means so much to him. He looks sheepish as he pulls away and returns to his chair. He's not used to initiating with purpose, not spur of the moment in times of distress or in an altered (drunk) mental state. However, doesn't it make it even more meaningful? That he chose to, fully of sound mind?
The feeling lingers. It never fails to surprise him how solid, warm, and grounding embracing another body could be. So different from embracing air and imagination. ]
I know, but even so... well, I think we learned something of myself. Something to keep in mind as we discuss...
[ Sherlock waves his hand as if that would make all of Sherlock's questions appear and thus answerable without him having to voice them. (Or know them) He sighs, picks up his coffee, and once more curls into a ball of detective. ]
Matters of the heart and body.
[ Or mostly body as Sherlock's heart is doing a fine job of yearning over a man who isn't in this world, even after all this time of being apart. (Sherlock tries to ignore that soon he can no longer deny that he's been in this world longer than he's known John. And then ponder what that might mean.) ]
Perhaps I place too highly of an importance on certain aspects for as much as I think I would be deficient in them.
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Date: 2025-12-19 09:00 am (UTC)Well...
Sherlock places his mug of coffee on a small nearby table as he unfolds himself from the chair. He's behind Heizou in his chair in just a few long strides. Without a word, he bends over and wraps his arms around Heizou's shoulders from behind and drops his head against red hair. ]
Forgive me for taking liberties, but something like this is something precious to me.
[ Well, why not confirm Heizou's suspicions? He holds on for a second longer before moving to pull himself away. ]
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Date: 2025-12-24 11:50 pm (UTC)But to his credit, after all this time on Eltrut, with how close he and Sherlock have become, it only takes a moment for him to relax into the hold. Heizou's expression softens into something warm and genuine, and he lets his eyes shut and leans more into Sherlock. At least until the other withdraws, and Heizou lets out a soft chuckle.]
I'm sorry, Sherry. I didn't want you to worry about me. We were meant to be discussing your curiosities, not my own... issues.
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Date: 2025-12-27 08:14 am (UTC)The feeling lingers. It never fails to surprise him how solid, warm, and grounding embracing another body could be. So different from embracing air and imagination. ]
I know, but even so... well, I think we learned something of myself. Something to keep in mind as we discuss...
[ Sherlock waves his hand as if that would make all of Sherlock's questions appear and thus answerable without him having to voice them. (Or know them) He sighs, picks up his coffee, and once more curls into a ball of detective. ]
Matters of the heart and body.
[ Or mostly body as Sherlock's heart is doing a fine job of yearning over a man who isn't in this world, even after all this time of being apart. (Sherlock tries to ignore that soon he can no longer deny that he's been in this world longer than he's known John. And then ponder what that might mean.) ]
Perhaps I place too highly of an importance on certain aspects for as much as I think I would be deficient in them.