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My fuCkInG BrAiN HuRtS aFtEr sO MaNy tHeOrIeS , GoOd lOrD!!!!
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So, I just realized something: the reason Sherlock was so nonchalant and carefree about revealing himself to John after his return was because he didn’t expect John to react the way he did. No one’s ever cared enough about him to be THAT furious over something he’s done before. Why would John be any different? But he is, and Sherlock took note of that.
Title: Farewell Word count: 1,634 Character: John Laurens
“John, love, it’s due time for you to get up!” You called from the doorway as you passed his room. Your husband’s following groan echoed down the hallway behind you, but you were too busy to debate with him. You passed his father in the wide hallway with a smile, lifting the basket of clean clothes for him to see.
“Good morning, dear daughter-in-law,” he chuckled. You placed the basket down to help him with the buttons of his coat, since his eyesight made the task tedious. “Is Jack being difficult?”
“When is he not?” You joked, to which Henry Laurens let out one of his infamous hearty laughs that made him so popular in Congress. “Thomas is downstairs in the kitchen with Martha, causing trouble, no doubt. Would you mind popping in to check on him?”
“Of course,” he hummed as you fastened the last button. You bade each other farewell and you pattered down to the bedroom of your son, Thomas. He had practically leaped out of his crib when you had fetched him earlier that morning, demanding that he join John in going back to the rebel camp outside of town. He threw a fit when you informed him once again that was not an option, but the tears suddenly disappeared when you told him he could aid Martha in making breakfast. You had done laundry at dawn to take your mind off of your husband’s imminent departure.