I don’t wanna be the girl who has to fill the silence
The quiet scares me ‘cause it screams the truth
Please don’t tell me that we had that conversation
I won’t remember, save your breath, 'cos what’s the use?
—  Sober, Pink

P!nk - Sober

anonymous asked:

"John?" Sherlock questions when the army doctor comes home from a night of drinking and gets into bed with him. "You're hot and I really want to do it with you," John giggles. "Go to sleep John," Sherlock orders tucking his flatmate into bed and then going to sleep on the sofa. "Where are you going?" John whines. "Sleep John," Sherlock says again, "and the next time you want to come onto me do it sober and I just might say yes."

*tiny squeak*