( No Title )
Herlock and Yuujin with their legs entangled as they sit on the couch, readhing
Herlock and Yuujin sit with their legs entangled on the couch, reading by the fire’s warm, soft glow.
The crackling of the fire and the turning of pages is accompanied by the soft sounds of the London street below; the gentle hush of rain and the clip-clop of horses and murmur of conversation.
There is a warmth and privacy to the moment unlike any other; every now and again one of them will put their book down for a moment, lean over and brush the other’s cheek with the back of his hand, or kiss him softly on the lips.
Discussion ¬