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"Beautiful, isn't it?"
—— SHERLOCK, The Great Game
WAIT.
WHAT IF
What if the “my love” is John.
“Give my love to Mary.”


This paints an entire different layer of meaning to Sherlock‘s words.
Sherlock: John, I am forced to tell you that I'm in love with you. Please accept my confession.
John: You are forced to tell me? Who on earth can force you to do something against your will?
Sherlock: Our landlady.
John: Mrs H?
Sherlock: Is that really the most important part of my confession?
John: I'm still processing the other part. So yeah. How can she force you?
Sherlock: She threatened to throw us out.
John: Why would she do that?
Sherlock: She said she's fed up with us 'pining'. Whatever she means with that. So, do you accept?
John: I … do you mean it?
Sherlock: Naturally. How could I not love you, John? That should be obvious. Even Gerrit knows how I feel and he's not very perceptive.
John: Wow. I honestly don't know what to say. I mean, yes. Yes, of course. I love you Sherlock, have done for years.
Sherlock: Perfect. Let me inform Mrs H that we'll stay.
John: shouts Oi, don't run away! This conversation is not over yet!
Sherlock: Are we fighting or flirting? John: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck- Sherlock: Your point?