a very soft epilogue (my love)
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Across the pillows, Sherlock shifts and hums, the creases of his face deepening and then smoothing before settling. John watches him wake up, his chest swelling with affection and fondness, and thinks he’ll never get tired of Sherlock in the mornings, sleepy and soft.
It’s been some forty-odd years, and John hasn’t gotten tired of it yet.