Request numero uno.
queersherlockian: How about surferlock
merindab: Tropical vacation? (Bonus for using red swimming trunks)
That’s supposed to be a surf board underneath them if that wasn’t clear.
Those trunks leave very little to the imagination, John.I wrote a ficlet :
The waves were low, but that was fine with John. It had been a long time since he’d been out in the surf like this. He watched the waves, turned and tried to catch one. He fell off quickly, laughing as he came back to the surface. Right, maybe it wasn’t quite like riding a bike.
Four attempts later he had the hang of it again, crouching low over the board as the waved pushed him towards shore. He grinned as he saw Sherlock swimming out to join him.
“We are on a case, John,” he muttered as John headed back into the surf.
“We’ve got time this morning, and I haven’t done this since I spent some time in Australia as a kid.”
Sherlock watched as John moved with surprising agility, pushing himself from his stomach onto his feet in one fluid movement, He glanced back as Sherlock tried to copy him and fell right over.
Getting back to Sherlock, John patiently explained how it was done. Paddle to match speed, keep a low center of gravity, stable on either on knees or feet, unstable in between. “Should be a matter of physics for you,” challenged John.
Sherlock grumbled as John watched the low waves and paddled to catch the next one, making it look easy. He gave an encouraging smile as he looked back.
Sherlock looked back, then started paddling, moving quickly and almost falling over, but catching himself at the last moment and finding balance. A smile broke out on his face.
“Great!” called John.
“Never tell Mycroft,” said Sherlock as he splashed back into the ocean.
“Promise,” said John, turning back to the breakers.
They ended up surfing for about an hour before climbing back onto the beach. They stretched out, using the surfboard as a makeshift pillow.
“One more thing, John,” muttered Sherlock
“What’s that?”
“Those trunks are bordering on indecent.”
John chuckled and stretched his arm across Sherlock’s chest.
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I’ve only been surfing once in my life, so any errors are mine.