cadeuces: free to use (with artist credit) unless marked DNS! (think I'll sleep in my clothes)
ᴅʀ. ᴀɴɢᴇʟᴀ ❝ᴍᴇʀᴄʏ❞ ᴢɪᴇɢʟᴇʀ ([personal profile] cadeuces) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2016-07-11 03:33 am (UTC)

[ The door isn't locked, so instead he'll just get a sad and muffled little "Come in!" to find her nest, IV line disappearing into it. There's a bit of rustling before she folds a corner back and she's in THAT SAME FUCKING SHIRT HE TRIED TO STEAL FROM HER IN BUDDY COP AU the comfiest and laziest sweater she could find and not much else, stretching long legs and fighting the little shiver that threatens to vibrate her skull and leave her teeth chattering. Her hair is loose and mussed, but she otherwise doesn't look too terrible besides the exhaustion about the eyes.

Her smile could melt an ice wall when she sees him with the steam curling from the mug in his hands. Oh, Jack, you're too good to her. ]


If you ever needed to find a way to my heart, today is your lucky day.

[ The line taped to the back of her hand gets disconnected from the near-empty IV drip before she reaches for him— the mug, rather, but mostly him. ]

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