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HOLY HOT DAMN DAMN DAMN

WHO IS THIS BOY WHO IS THIS GLORIOUS REDHEADED DEMIGOD ONLY DAMN HE’S FINE AS HELL AND GOD IL OVE THIS LOK AT THIS SMILE AND HIS HAIR AND THE EYES AND UGH IT’S SEIJUUROU’S ILLGETIMATE SON LOOK AT HIM HE’S SO CUTE HE’S MY NEW FVAORITE AND WE DONT EVEN KNOW HIS NAME BUT NOW THE ENTIRE EASON IS WORTH WATCHING NOW THAT HE’S IN IT LOOK AT HIM DO YOU SEE THIS BOY IM GOIN G TO PRINTOUT A DOZEN PICTURSE OF THIS SCREENC AP AND STAPLE IT T O MY FOREHEDA LOOK AT HIM YOU CAN COMPILE EVERYONE ELSE IN THE OPENINNIG IT WONT COMPARE TO MY NEW HU SBAND LOOK AT THAT HAPPY PERSONALI TY HE S SO ADORBALE GOOD GOD also why is one of nitori’s eyebrows thicker than the other

John knew it’d be easier to move on with his life, to forget about Sherlock. He knew it’d be easier yet, to imagine they’d never met, settle down, find a wife, have kids, move to the country, grow old and die. Die. He’d seen death, stared it in the face, but one doesn’t think about death until someone they love dies. It doesn’t really click until it takes someone away from you, until it leaves you crushed and alone until the day it can take you too. And then it hits your chest like a ton of bricks, weighing you down until you can’t take it anymore, and your will to live is lost. John knew it’d be easier to forget his best friend, but that didn’t stop him going on as if he were right next to him. Because sometimes a fresh wound hurts less than a scar.