1. Ring

It never took more than a phone call to give that spark in Sherlock's eyes, the very same one he unconsciously bestowed on John in bed.

2. Hero

He might not be a hero, but in John's heart, he'd always be the caped avenger, bringer of peace.

3. Memory

John wanted more memories, only to have his propositions thwarted…Unless it was for a concert, something particular Sherlock enjoyed more than the quiet company of his John.

4. Box

It had to contain another head, there was no 'if's about it, judging from the leak on the kitchen table.

5. Run

Sherlock had given him running back, and John could only thank him the best he knew how; on his knees.

6. Rain

Under one umbrella, there was somehow room for the both of them.

7. Wings

Watching Sherlock sprawling on the bed, John could almost see the wings of the angel in marble.

8. Cold

John knew, as a medical fact, that he wasn't cold, that freezing didn't fit the equation, simply because he was in love.

9. Red

Rage was the colour behind his eyes when Sherlock first noticed the burgundy seeping from under John's sleeve.

10. Drink

A refreshment, of Sherlock's own concoctions, in which John dearly wished was a dash of plain old whisky - that would explain his inability to shut it as he blabbered on, confessing; Love.

11. Sofa

The threaded old thing carried memories, of night watching the telly, frolicking, trying to keep their voices down for Mrs. Hudson's sake, crumbs of sandwiches lodged between the pillows from when Sherlock had been too ill to move… John shut the window of his computer and told IKEA to go fuck themselves.

12. Clouds

Resting his head on John's shoulder, Sherlock formed figures from the clouds passing by, sharing his observations with John who giggled delightfully at that one particular one what looked exactly like a magnifying glass, his breath tickling Sherlock's ear.

13. View

And what a view it was; naked to the eye of anyone but Sherlock's who saw right through the skin and straight into the man's heart, not to misuse the knowledge, but to make the best of it.

14. Music

Argentina, the beat of the tango suffusing in the air even though their hotel windows were securely locked, even though Sherlock was lost in research, it gave John no other option; May I have this dance?

15. Silk

Cold and uncomfortable, was the first thing to spring into mind when John laid on the expensive sheets - hot and clingy, was the judgment once Sherlock had had his way.

16. Cover.

Round the corner, onwards, feet tapping the tattoo of their hearts until they found the allay leading them to relative safety, and although there was no cover to be found, there were always phones, always communication, speechless moments of mutual understanding, and John dialed the number for Lestrade while Sherlock wielded John's pistol somewhat dangerously.

17. Promise

"I'll do it", was the more than usual response to John's inquiries whether Sherlock was going to pop my the shop, and as often, John dragged his booted feet towards the corner store, smiling pleasantly at the questions about Mr. Holmes' health and well-being, only to swear in all quietness that he's one day get what was coming for him, so help him God.

18. Dream

The first time Sherlock had a dream about John was a peaceful one, in which he only rested on John's lap, and once awakened, resting on John's lap, for once, it didn't matter if it was a dream he was living.

19. Candle

Sherlock hissed loudly as the candle wax hit his chest, his whole body withering, trashing on their bed, his hands free to stop it any time he liked, but it was the last thing he wanted, as it was everything John could give him that he craved for, were it pleasure or pain, or pleasure in the disguise of pain.

20. Talent

John had an uncanny knack at observing when the fridge was empty enough to be filled with food again, which led to a discussion about body parts in said container, which ed to a bit of a ruse on Sherlock's part, indignantly dragging another refrigerator into the flat, without John's help, thank you, and a semblance of peace landed over 221b Baker Street.