After their tea and biscuits, Sherlock climbed the stairs with john hanging off him into their apartment. Sherlock placed john on the couch and said, “do you want anything?”
John looked up at his friend in amazement, Sherlock Holmes, was asking is he wanted something. John froze for a bit staring at his friend, “aah… sure, I could do with a cup of tea.”
Sherlock then left to go to the kitchen; john was still amazed at Sherlock’s actions. Sherlock then came in with two mugs and handed one to John. “So umm… Sherlock, what have you been doing to occupy your time in the years that you’ve been away?” john asked trying to make conversation.
“Well… I um…” Sherlock was at a loss for words. “I was around, in fact, you saw me most weeks, you just didn’t know it… I always had my eye on you.”
“What do you mean I saw you most weeks, where were you?” John asked.
“you unknowingly passed me every day, I was sitting at the bus stop down the road, reading the news paper.” John then asked, “why did you keep your eye on me?”
“because if anything happened to you I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.” John nodded.
“I think I better be off to bed.”
“okay.”
As john left, he gave Sherlock a kiss on the forehead. When john was out of the room, Sherlock couldn’t help the blush creeping up him neck
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It Will Take Time-(johnlock)-SHERLOCK BBC!!ON HOLD!!
FanfictionAfter Reichenbach. Sherlock returns and John doesn't know how to feel.
