Summer Cold (Sherlock/Lestrade, pre-series)

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This is a belated birthday fic for thirdbird--happy birthday, bb! I really wanted to write Cabin Pressure fic for you, but I found I couldn't Finnemore :( Hope some sick!Lestrade will do instead.

Title: Summer Cold
Pairing: Sherlock/Lestrade (pre-series, established relationship)
Rating: G
Word count: 1449
Disclaimer: not mine, no profit

a/n: This story is part of the Jewish!Lestrade series, but you don't need to have read the other parts of the series to understand it. Just know that pre-series, Sherlock and Lestrade have an on-again-off-again relationship.

If you are keeping track, this story comes after On the Doorposts of Your Houseand Sea Wrack, the first part of "Four Times Sherlock and Lestrade Danced Together without Touching (and one time they did)," but before The Most Pious Jew in the RAF, the second part of that fic.

Summary: How long could they go on like this?

Summer Cold

Comments

[thirdbird]

I am the luckiest bird! *loves on it some more*

Sick!Lestrade will always do. Always! I've just reread it (again) and I love the way you describe the sorts of clumsy, tender ways they always seem to touch in this 'verse: the kiss that turns into a head-butt, tangling feet, temple to cheek. Those images will definitely stay with me.

[ariadnes_string]

I'm so glad you like those bits! They're one of my favorite things to write in any fic, but I might do it more in this verse because there's so much between the two of them, but they are both so restrained/awkward/not confident about showing it.

(and thanks for not mentioning how many fics I write where people are too tired to have sex!)