V/S snippet

And, with this, Imp is plunging into Sherlock/Victor Trevor territory.

Snippet from university, in my mind, though it could be from anywhere.



When Victor breezes into Sherlock’s room, it’s to find his friend slumped dramatically in an overstuffed chair with a hand covering his eyes.

“Oh, come now,” Victor says in exasperation, clapping him on the shoulder. “Christmas can’t have been that terrible.”

Sherlock glares at him through his fingers, and then shuts his eyes again.

“It was worse than terrible, Victor, you have no idea,” he mutters. “And then to return to this dreadful place…”

“I’ll pretend not to take offense to that.” Victor goes over to Sherlock’s bookshelf and drops to his knees, scanning the bottom shelf.

Sherlock waves a hand at him. “You know what I mean. Oh, please tell me you aren’t still looking for that blasted book.”

Victor pushes himself to his feet and then goes up on the tips of his toes, searching through the top of Sherlock’s bookshelf. “It was here at the end of the term, I’m sure of it…”

“I’d have remembered.”

Victor snorts. “No, you wouldn’t have.”

Sherlock shrugs, pushes himself up out of his slouch, and reaches over the side of his chair for the stack of books sitting next to it. He selects one, and begins to read, wholly unconcerned that Victor is going through his things.

Victor opens a box that is sitting by the window, and then reels back in alarm. “Why do you keep eyes in here?”

Sherlock sniffs. “Experiment.”

“They’ll rot, you know.”

“Experiment. Point of,” Sherlock says sharply. Victor rolls his eyes.

“Of course, my mistake.”

“It usually is.”

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  2. lists-of-lists said: EEEEEEEE! It’s fantastic! (Hope it turns into a fic, if that’s the way your muse takes you.)
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