Fic: Sweet Prince

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Title: Sweet Prince

Author: scruby

Fandom: Sherlock 

Pairing: Sherlock/John

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: None.  

Genre: Slash

Spoilers: None to Sherlock, a bit to Hamlet.

Word Count: 405
Summary: For Sherlock John is like his Horatio. 
A/N: Written for the Shakespeare crossover challenge at shakethespear. Betaed by yaoiwhore9. More A/N at the end of the fic.

"John, thou art e'en as just a man as e'er my conversation coped withal."

"Huh?"

"Nothing. Could you please pass me that test-tube?"

John eyed Sherlock oddly and handed him the test-tube in question.

Later John looked up the words Sherlock said to him on the internet. He found that they came from Hamlet, and although he had read the play more than once he didn't recall them. John saw that these words were said by Hamlet to Horatio just before the mouse-trap scene and he smiled to himself as he thought of their meaning to Sherlock.

At night, when Sherlock came back from closing yet another case, John was sitting on the couch in the living room. The lights were dimmed and Sherlock didn't notice him, thinking he was probably well off in bed by this late time of night.

He was startled when John spoke, his voice low and quiet. 

"Here, sweet lord, at your service."

Sherlock turned to John and a small, warm smile played on his face. John rose from the couch and walked over to him.

"I never met anyone like you, and no one comes close to you as well." He said, looking into Sherlock's eyes. "Do quote Shakespeare to me more often. I love it."

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"

"Very original." John smiled, his hand moving to caress Sherlock's cheek. Sherlock closed his eyes. John put his fingers on the back of Sherlock's neck and drew him down gently. He closed his eyes as well and brushed Sherlock's lips with his own. Sherlock let out a shuddering breath and took a hold of John's waist.

Their lips touched again and John pressed harder. Sherlock parted his lips and John's tongue entered his mouth. The kiss grew deeper and deeper and John and Sherlock's bodies grew closer and closer.

After a while, Sherlock broke the kiss and put his head on John's shoulder. "If I knew Shakespeare would help me win you over I'd have quoted him ages ago."

John chuckled and caressed Sherlock's hair gently. He laid a kiss on Sherlock's head and led him to the couch where he stretched his body, guiding Sherlock to join him. When Sherlock was splayed against him with his back to his chest, John went back to caressing his hair.

"You must be exhausted from the case. Go to sleep. Good night sweet prince."

A/N: There can be many different meanings and interruptions to Shakespeare's texts. This line Hamlet says to Horatio before the mouse-trap scene means to me that Hamlet sees him as the best man he has ever met. I wrote this fic inspired by this. Sherlock and John remind me of Hamlet and Horatio with their friendship and trust. Horatio will do anything for Hamlet and Hamlet has a huge regard for him.  

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day is from Sonnet 18 and the rest of the quotes are from Hamlet.

Comments

[exbex.livejournal.com]

Lovely <3

[laurtew.livejournal.com]

I really enjoyed this. I love how this was more romantic than hot, which connects on a deeper level. And yes, I really can see them in that Shakespeare dynamic. This was sweet and fun and made me smile. Thank you for sharing it.

[scruby.livejournal.com]

Thank you. (:

[scruby.livejournal.com]

Thank you. (: I'm glad you can see the parallels like me.

[hab318princess.livejournal.com]

beautiful

[scruby.livejournal.com]

Thank you. (: