fangirl time

Stranger: This isn’t funny.-JW

You: it was’nt supposed to be ,dont be dull john ! its me im alive i can prove it just believe !-SH

Stranger: Why should I believe you?-JW

You: because i know you john i know you dont like suger in coffee because it makes i to sweet, i know you love your sister even though she is everyhting you despise in a person, i know you came to my grave everyday i know what you said, i know you believe, i know you only feel alive with me i know you john ! -SH

Stranger: Jesus, I’m hallucinating…-JW

You: your not john…i didnt die i planned it with molly and mycroft a little drug to stop the pulse some fake blood and a truck all so moriartys men wouldnt murder you now they are finally gone john all gone you are safe and i want to come back to you because i know what you said at my grave and i love you to john i do…forgive me please i beg -SH

Stranger: I…I don’t know what to say.-JW

Stranger: But if you’re lying to me…-JW

You: im not john ! its really me and i really love you morarity was right you are my heart…-SH

Stranger: I…-JW

You: please John-SH

Stranger: Where are you?-JW

You: outside the flat…look out your window-SH

Stranger: Sherlock?-JW

You: *waves to you and motions to the door*

You: let me in john let me show you let me hold you-SH

Stranger: I…it’s not locked…-JW

You: well i dont exaclty want to get punched id rather you let me in so i know im not in danger…-SH

You: but it seems your in shock to i better just come up have tea-SH

You: *knocks on the door* john

Stranger: (brb sorry!)

You: (haha its ok your like the bets roplayer i have seen on here :) )

Stranger: (haha thanks XD)

You: (welcome )

Stranger: “I, it’s open….I don’t think I…” came the muffled reply.

You: “john calm down just breath im going to open the door now…” i walk in still looking the same as ever and slowly shut the door facing you “oh john”

Stranger: John’s curled up in his armchair trembling. He can’t stand to look up. “Sherlock…” he whimpers. “Th, this, or something close to this, has h, happened before… It can’t be real…” he muttered.

You: Sherlock stares at him calm only on the outside crying on the inside for having broken his precious John, he walks over to the armchair and crouches next toJjohn “shhh John im here im real its alright” he touches johns face gently.

Stranger: John jumps and stares at him wide-eyed. “I….you can’t be real. You’re dead. You’ve been dead. Three years!”

You: sherlock is startled by his jump but tries to stay clam “john i am real ! please believe me ! i know its been so long and i missed you so much. I wanted to come home so many times but i had to make sure you were safe. I had to protect you!

Stranger: John just stares at him. A single tear rolls down his cheek, he grips the arms of his chair as if his life depended on it.

You: Sherlock sees John’s tear and slowly comes closer then whipes the tear away “oh my dearest john what have i done to you” he whispers. Without warning Sherlock pulls him into a hug crushing their bodys toughter and stroking John’s back.

Stranger: John breaks down, his body wracked with sobs, and he slumps into Sherlock, burying his face in Sherlock’s collar.

You: Sherlock catches him holding him tight as he sobs. “John, i will never leave again i promise i cant bare to be without you, so dont cry my John its alright im here shhh.” Sherlock kisses johns sandy locks as he tries to keep his own guilty tears at bay.

Stranger: “I, I haven’t cried since you…fell…I held it together, I tried…” he mumbled into Sherlock’s shoulder clutching at his back.

You: “i know John and im so sorry i…you know i wouldnt have done it if it werent vital…i was so lost without you”…Sherlock says pulling back slightly from John to look into those eyes he thinks are so beautiful, so John.

Stranger: John breathes a shaky breath and tries to wipe his face. “I’m sorry.” he mumbles.

You: Sherlock catches his hand and whipes his tears away,”dont be sorry John, none of this is your fault you dont have to keep it all in anymore, you dont have to be strong, because when people love they hold that person up, or so Molly tells me, so John let me hold you up let me take care of you.” he whispers stroking John’s face.

Stranger: His eyes well up again and he throws his arms around Sherlock’s neck, sobbing once more into his scarf.

You: Sherlock holds him tightly,whipering sweet nothings in his ear. Finally he pulls back and saying, “John you look like you havent slept well in years, lets get you to bed alright ?”

Stranger: John was still shaking, but he sniffed, wiping his face again, and nodded. He didn’t feel like he was capable of speech at the moment.

You: Sherlock smiled softly leading John to his room. Opening the door he saw the ever clean room with one change there was a picture of him and John standing on the side table. It was of them laughing after a crime scene obviosly taken by Lestrade. “John is that…?” he asks still holding John close.

Stranger: John looks down slightly embarrassed. “Yes.” he mumbled.

You: “oh love dont be embrassed”, says Sherlock, tilting Johns head up so their eyes meet, they stare until Sherlock breaks the contact and pushes John onto the bed tucking the covers around him. “sleep John”, he says heading to the door, then turing back as he thinks he hears a whimper.

Stranger: John’s sitting up. “Please.” he manages. “Could you…stay?”

You: Sherlock’s eyes widen when he hears this. “i didnt think you’d want me to…why would you…? he grasps for the words.

Stranger: “Please, Sherlock. Don’t leave me…” he sounds desperate.

You: Sherlock runs back to the bed at this trying to comfort John,”shhhh i wont leave never again, never again shhh i will stay and when you wake i will be there right beside you so dont worry”, as he says this he shrugs his jacket off, letting in slip to the floor, and toeing off his shoes then crawling into the bed next to John,and wrapping his long arms around John’s body pressing them toughter as they face each other.

Stranger: John tucks his head under Sherlock’s, nuzzling his face into his chest. “Thank you.” he whispers.

You: Sherlock smiles at this softly stroking Johns hair,” always John, i will do anything for you.” he whispers,”John ?” he asks quietly.

Stranger: John looks up. “Yes, Sherlock?”

You: “you…you can forgive me right…because i need..I, “he says stuggling with the words the sentiment.

Stranger: John brings his hand up to Sherlock’s face and meets his eyes. “You came back. You saved my life. Of course I forgive you.” he smiles softly.

You: Sherlock revels in the warmth of John’s weathered hands before replying, ” Thank you for forgiving me, John im not good at emotions i probably wont be the best at them or at realtionships but i truly love you and you have saved me.”

Stranger: “I’ve done nothing, Sherlock.” he looks down and sniffs. “I was so alone and I owe you so much.” he whispers.

You: “you have done EVERYTHING John everything, you taught me to love, to care, if anything i did nothingi runied everything i left you alone i made you hurt i made you cry, god John i hurt you ! you owe me nothing.”

Stranger: John looked up at him. “Sherlock. Sure I was hurt, sure I cried. But if it weren’t for you, I’d still be a broken and depressed soldier with a limp and a trembling hand. And I owe you my life.”

You: Sherlock locked eyes with him searching, before sighing,” i guess we saved each other…John did you truly mean what you said last time you were at my grave…do you love me?… i know you like women i know sarah…” he cuts off not sure he wants to know the answer.

Stranger: John looks at him. “They’re not you, Sherlock. They never were.” he whispers.

You: Sherlock smiles at this heart so full it wants to burst. He looks at Johns face so beatiful so amazing and he brings a hand up to cup John’s cheek lightly and then he captures his lips. To Sherlock it felt better then drugs a high that would never crash, like fireworks that never fizzled.

Stranger: John closes his eyes and brings his hands up to Sherlock’s neck, returning the kiss.

You: Sherlock can feel John’s hands on his neck and to him it is the best acceptance as they kiss all he can think is how glad he is to be home with his blogger. When Sherlock finally breaks the kiss he opens his eyes to meet John’s bright but tired looking blue ones and Sherlock smiles, a real smile that hasent happened in 3 years.

Stranger: John returns the smile, his eyes gleaming and full of tears again. He felt lighter than he had in years, the stress, tension, and depression slowly leaving him as he studied Sherlock, who, the last time he had seen him, lay broken and lifeless in a casket. A tear rolled down his cheek. “I love you.” he whispered.

You: Sherlock’s heart nearly stops as he hears those three little words he had so wanted to hear had longed to hear for three years. He strokes Johns face kissing his tears away and maveling at how much he feels right now, how much love he has for this one person. “i love you to my John, and i will show you everyday, i will make sure you never feel alone again, i will always be here, always”, he whispers the last part stroking John’s hair loving the texture oh it on his fingers.

You: *on

Stranger: John tucks his head back underneath Sherlock’s and wrapping his arms around him tightly. “You can’t leave. I won’t let you.” he muttered. “I love you…” he repeats, slowly drifting off.

Stranger: *wraps

You: Sherlock smiles at how cute John looks and holds him tighter as he whispers,”i know you wont ever let me go, not that i ever could my life is tied to yours John forever.” Sherlock notices Johns eyes are falling shut as he says,”i love you to my blogger, i would be lost without you.” He sees John’s eyes close and sits back content to watch him sleep, holding him tight, and quieting all the nightmares.