*excluding the other one*
I hadn’t noticed him flashing a little inner thigh, there. Sherlock, you tart.
First there’s the moment when you think you think it. There’s the moment you think you know it. There’s the moment when you know you know it, but you can’t yet say it. And then there’s the moment when you know you know it, and you can’t keep it in any longer.
Sherlock gets very affectionate when he’s drunk +
You always feel it, Sherlock. But you don’t have to fear it.