No Left Brain - Sherlock AU

3 - Weekend Away Pt. 1

I'm kinda gonna really shit on Mary in this book. I love Amanda's performance and the character has some really great moments. But I dunno if she should've been John's wife. Not even because of Johnlock, I just would've liked her better as a solo character.

Also I have friends with ADHD and I have had to study it for school. So I would like to think I know what I'm talking about, but if I fuck something up, lemme know :)

John's P.O.V

"I don't care that he's your friend! He's not your girlfriend, I am!" Mary yelled at me, throwing a pillow at me from across her dorm room. "Why does his opinion matter?"

"Because he's my best friend and we've known each other since before we could talk!"

"So, he means more than I do?"

"Probably, yeah!"

"Fuck you!"

"Fuck you, too!"

She walked over to me and shoved me against the wall. I think she was trying to kiss me or actually fuck me, but I lightly pushed her off me and ran out of her dorm. I passed her roommate, Janine, on the way out.

"John? What's going on?"

"Nothing, Janine. It's fine. Take care!" I yelled over my shoulder as I sprinted back to my dorm.

"Sherlock! Open up!" I knocked on the door as loudly as I could, as he was playing violin and wouldn't hear me unless I was obnoxiously loud.

"John?" He opened the door, and I ran inside. He closed the door calmly, and I flopped onto my bed and screamed into my pillow. "Did you and Mary have a domestic again?"

"I'm fucking over it!" I yelled into my pillow again. I rolled onto my back to see my roommate looking down at me. He sat beside me and patted my leg. "I need a reason to break up with her. A big reason. Because if I just say we're done for quote-unquote 'no reason', then she'll chase after me and become even crazier than she is now."

"You need leverage." Sherlock mumbled, softly rubbing my leg.

"Yeah..."

"Like what kind of leverage?"

"If she cheated on me or something."

"Hmm... do you know anyone that is in both of your lives that she has seemed interested in at one time or another?"

I thought for a minute. "Uh, yeah? She kinda had a thing for my cousin, Daniel. He goes here. He's 23 and they're 'friends', I guess."

"She has shown interest in him romantically?"

"Sexually, more like."

"Ew." A confused expression crossed my face and I sat up. He was still rubbing my leg.

"Why does sex alarm you so much?"

"Sex doesn't alarm me."

"How would you know?" A third, familiar voice asked. We both looked over at our doorway to see Mycroft leaning up against the doorframe. Sherlock frowned, and I wasn't sure if it was from his brother's comment or his presence in general.

"Mycroft! Piss off!" Sherlock shouted. At the same time, I said:

"Hey, Mycroft. How are you?"

Mycroft chuckled, not surprised by his younger brother's rudeness. "I just wanted to let you know that our parents are going to be out of town for the weekend, and I asked them if the four of us-" Sherlock, Greg, Myc, and me, "could still use the house for practice. They said yes. But... we can't invite anyone else and we can't trash the house. If we drink any alcohol, we have to replace it with our own money. Are you guys in?"