[ After Sholmes has turned away, he gives Irene one last pet and leans down to place a small kiss on her head. He crawls over, closing that small gap and leans to press his lips against Sholmes' ear. ]
Hey... I'm not afraid of what's in there.
[ He brings his hand up, trailing his fingers along Sholmes' arm. ]
I'm only afraid of you feeling alone. I don't expect you to tell me everything. I don't even expect you to tell me anything.
I just want you to know that I'm here for you.
[ His fingers trail back up, then reach to gently touch his cheek. ]
Not just the great detective of man famous tales. I'm here for the one and only Herlock Sholmes. The man. You don't have to put on a show for me.
["I'm here for the one and only Herlock Sholmes."]
[There's the urge to say "why, what did I do"? What persuaded him to love the whole picture, not just the detective? Is there even an answer to that?]
Come on, my dear. [His voice is thick as he finally gathers the strength to look over at him, reaching out to cup his cheek.] Who would I be without a good show, hm?
[But he gets what the other man is saying. He understands it well.]
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Hey... I'm not afraid of what's in there.
[ He brings his hand up, trailing his fingers along Sholmes' arm. ]
I'm only afraid of you feeling alone. I don't expect you to tell me everything. I don't even expect you to tell me anything.
I just want you to know that I'm here for you.
[ His fingers trail back up, then reach to gently touch his cheek. ]
Not just the great detective of man famous tales. I'm here for the one and only Herlock Sholmes. The man. You don't have to put on a show for me.
[ A small huff of a laugh, in warm amusement. ]
Not if you don't want to, that is.
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["I'm here for the one and only Herlock Sholmes."]
[There's the urge to say "why, what did I do"? What persuaded him to love the whole picture, not just the detective? Is there even an answer to that?]
Come on, my dear. [His voice is thick as he finally gathers the strength to look over at him, reaching out to cup his cheek.] Who would I be without a good show, hm?
[But he gets what the other man is saying. He understands it well.]
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[ He stares at him, unwavering in that resolve. He is the type, after all, to stick to his values. ]
The very man I see before me.
[ His fingers stroke his cheek just a little more. ]
Not that I don't cherish and love that side of you, too.
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[His eyes are fluttering closed at that touch.]
Your heart has such immense capacity for kindness, my dear fellow.
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[ He rests his chin on Sholmes' shoulder. ]
I'm not always sweet and kind.
[ He lets out a quiet sigh, still watching him. ]
I'm not about to pretend either of us aren't holding baggage. That we don't have regrets.
...Even heroes have things that haunt them. That they're afraid to look back on. Things I want to share with you.
[ He lets out a small laugh, resting his head against Sholmes' shoulder. ]
I'm not that great at all of this, but I'm trying really hard. Because I want you to understand how I feel about you.