John sat alone in the bathtub, with the razor in his hand. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, but the urge became too strong. One single teardrop rolled down his cheek, while he let the blade slide over his wrist. He did it over and over again, as the blood started dripping.
He was still not over what he had seen during the war in Afghanistan, and still struggled with nightmares about it. Cutting was a way of forgetting.
As he dragged the razor over his wrist, he heard someone opening the door. "John, I'm home" Sherlock yelled. John pretended he didn't hear, because he couldn't lie to Sherlock. He was just to clever, and would find out that something was going on. John tried his best hiding his arms, while he heard Sherlock opening the bathroom door.
As Sherlock entered the bathroom, he looked down on his boyfriends wrists.
"John, what have you done to yourself?" Sherlock yelled, his voice shaking. John started crying, he couldn't bare to answer. Sherlock went over to him, and hugged him. "Promise me you won't do that again, okay? Next time come talk to me." Sherlock whispered into his ear. John nodded slightly.
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Johnlock one-shots
RandomThis is a series of one shots about the characters from BBC's Sherlock. It's mostly about dr. John Watson and Sherlock Holmes, but other characters will also appear. I owe none of the characters, and all rights go to Steven Moffat and BBC.
