reunited again

the morning after the night before p2

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|sherloocks |
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Sherlock, lay staring down at John. loving how peaceful he looked when he slept, his chest slowly raising and falling he looked at peace.

Sherlock was up rarther early, so he could silently admire john for atleats an hour or two.Sherlock knew it could still go either way with john, but that wouldn't stop him from cherishing this momment.

After about an hour sherlock realised john began to wake up,so he rolled around and pretended to be asleep.

Nothing happenr for a minute, until he felt John turn around. There was silence foe another minute sherlock thought maybe john diddnt regret it?

"Shit"

Sherlock tried his best to keep his eyes shut and breathing at a normal sleeping rate,but he felt hurt?.no,maybe?.

It went silent again, and sherlock rememberd the conversation they had after the events of last night.

"You never said it back" John smiled slightly at sherlock.

"What?"

"I said I loved you"john said looking into sherlocks eyes

"Your drunk john how do I know if you mean it?"sherlock questiond

John gently grabbed sherlocks finger and placed it on his pulse"thats one stigb" and with his free hand he placed his hands under sherlocks chin, for him to look in his eyes."and heres the other"

"Dialted pupils elevated pulse"sherlock mummbeld under his breath

"So are uou still not sure I mean it?"

"I love you to watson"sherlock said smiling"i love you to"

By the time sherlock finished his daydream, he couldn't feel anyone on the bed and quickly opened his eyes with a look of dissappapoin to find john picking up his clothes. He closed them again just in time, as he felt eyes on him and then footsteps walking out the room before the bedroom door closed.

Sherlock opened his eyes after he heard the bathroom door close,signing softly

"Stupid"he mummbeld to himself, gulit embarrasment confusion and a hint of betrayal took over his mind. He knew john was drunk but he let his feelings get in the way. He couldn't speak to John everything again would john hate him?. But why did he care he shouldn't he's never cared about anyone so why john. But he did and he couldn't deny it and so did john? All the facts added up so why couldn't he just accept it.

Just then he heard rummaging in his paper draws "is he going through my draws"sherlock asked himself in a whisper

He lays silent for another few minutes before hearing the front door close.

Sherlock,put on his Robe and and his slippers before finding his way to the living room qnd picking up the note.

sherlock I had to go I'm sorry I couldn't stay I just couldn't not with Mary and Hamish at home
Hope we can still be atleast freinds maybe?
I hope you understand Sherlock

John

"Freinds maybe?" Sherlock questiond "dose that means he wants to be freinds or he dosnt" sherlock leaned back scrunching up the note before throwing it "Why dose he have to be so cryptic"

Just then Greg called

"Hello what do you want Graham i dont have tine for this "