Ficlet: The Fourth Time Asking
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spacemutineerTitle: The Fourth Time Asking
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Rating: PG-13
Warnings: drugs, angst, established relationship
Word Count: 221B
Author's Notes: Written in honor of 4-timergaronne for the Spring 2014 ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
acd_holmesfest exchange on the theme "the fourth time".
Summary: Every time he was caught, Holmes thought Watson would never agree to his sarcastic prodding in response. It took only four attempts to be proven wrong.
Every time he was caught, Holmes thought Watson would never agree to his sarcastic prodding in response. It took only four attempts to be proven wrong.
"Yes, fine, let's see just what is so bloody wondrous you're willing to throw your mind and life away for it. Our life. No, I don't need help." He ripped the morocco case out of Holmes' grasp. "You're not the only one experienced in administering injections."
"Watson, don't."
"Now you don't wish me to try it? Worried I'll like it as much as you do?" He pulled back the plunger to fill a serious dose. "Or you worry you'll have to share? I wonder which you'll miss more having all to yourself, the drug or me?" The loop around his bicep brought a robust blue vein, pristine and untorn, to the fore.
"Stop. You don't want this."
"You do."
"No, I made a mistake."
"Asking me to share in your only joy anymore is the sole mistake you'll admit."
"I make many mistakes. Asking you to partake of my poison is but one. Believing my only joy is this chemical is yours. It's true I know of only one thing genuinely good in this world, only one thing worth living or dying for. But it isn't cocaine."
"Prove it," Watson said, and Holmes was bound.
Author:
spacemutineerRating: PG-13
Warnings: drugs, angst, established relationship
Word Count: 221B
Author's Notes: Written in honor of 4-timer
garonne for the Spring 2014 acd_holmesfest exchange on the theme "the fourth time".Summary: Every time he was caught, Holmes thought Watson would never agree to his sarcastic prodding in response. It took only four attempts to be proven wrong.
Every time he was caught, Holmes thought Watson would never agree to his sarcastic prodding in response. It took only four attempts to be proven wrong.
"Yes, fine, let's see just what is so bloody wondrous you're willing to throw your mind and life away for it. Our life. No, I don't need help." He ripped the morocco case out of Holmes' grasp. "You're not the only one experienced in administering injections."
"Watson, don't."
"Now you don't wish me to try it? Worried I'll like it as much as you do?" He pulled back the plunger to fill a serious dose. "Or you worry you'll have to share? I wonder which you'll miss more having all to yourself, the drug or me?" The loop around his bicep brought a robust blue vein, pristine and untorn, to the fore.
"Stop. You don't want this."
"You do."
"No, I made a mistake."
"Asking me to share in your only joy anymore is the sole mistake you'll admit."
"I make many mistakes. Asking you to partake of my poison is but one. Believing my only joy is this chemical is yours. It's true I know of only one thing genuinely good in this world, only one thing worth living or dying for. But it isn't cocaine."
"Prove it," Watson said, and Holmes was bound.
