“I can explain,” Sherlock promised, his voice raw and rough in John’s ear. “I will tell you everything… anything… all of it, I swear…” He swallowed, knowing he should pull back, give John time, allow room for his anger. “I’ll let go in a minute… “ Sherlock held on.
Slowly, John’s arms rose to wrap around the apparition before him, unexpected, unbelievable, but entirely and completely familiar. “Sherlock…” he started, but there was nowhere to go beyond that name… nothing else in the world that he wanted. “Sherlock…” His arms tightened, fingers splaying out. “Don’t let go…”
I really hope whoever got this as a tattoo got a FANTASTIC artist.
forever reblog!
I can’t put into words how much I adore br0-harry’s art!
This is GORGEOUS. I don’t ship “Johnlock” but frankly I’d love nothing more than for Sherlock’s return to be met with a punch in the face and then a hug :P
(via turtletotem)
Source: br0-harry







