“How are we feeling about that?” “Happy New Year, John.”
I chose this scene because it’s John and Sherlock spending New Year’s Eve together and even though they’re both sad and pining over each other and not talking about their feelings, they’re still in 221B together. Sherlock comes back tomorrow (what) and I believe that by the end of the season, no matter what happens, they’ll both be here again, but this time they will have talked and they will have kissed and they will be happy.
Happy New Year and Happy Johnlock! May 2017 fulfill all our gay dreams ♥
They’re still not talking about it, not really. The locker room is neutral: don’t look. (Or rather, don’t get caught looking.)
Haus parties are not neutral. Not when Nursey wears a crop top and faded blue jeans with a thick leather belt. Not when Dex rolls the cuffs of his shirt up above his elbows. Not when they’ve started growing their playoff beards.
They dance together. It’s crowded and hot. The bass is low, bone-rattling. They think no one sees them in the crowd. Dex presses his fingers to Nursey’s hipbones and pulls him back against him.
They’re of a height: Dex can hook his chin over Nursey’s shoulder as they grind.
“Upstairs?” he asks.
They’re pressed so close together Dex feels Nursey shiver. “Yeah.”
“I died once. At least the world thought I did. You know what happened? Nothing. All the money, all the buildings, all the inventions. The world didn’t care. My life ultimately didn’t matter. Rip Hunter is giving me the chance to help save the world. I have to take it.”