When John came home from university, he tripped on a package he didn't notice.
"Fucking..." John stood up and grabbed the package from the floor. He flipped the package around and stared at the initials written on the brown package paper.
H.
He didn't know what to think. His mind drifted to Mycroft Holmes but he knew the older Holmes -would probably just kidnap him or at least use better wrapping paper.
It can't be Mycroft. We've lost contact ages ago. John thought. And it can't be bloody Harrison too. He'd just text me or call me at the most.
John walked up to his house, a lovely flat he rented from dear Mrs. Hudson. It was small and wasn't as fancy as the flat above him.
John opened the door and locked it before sitting down on a rickety chair that his sister tells him he should throw away.
He tore the wrapping and opened the box.
There were letters tied with string and photographs with a familiar scarf on the bottom.
John's breath hitched as he read the first letter.
Three years has passed since that day.
John tearfully read them all until the end where he spotted the initials of the boy he once loved.
He wasn't sure if he still loved that boy.
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All They Needed: A JohnLock High School AU |NaNoWriMo|
FanfictionLove is as simple as this. It's pain, hardships and deceit... but it's beautiful. Sherlock Holmes and John Watson are the two boys who star in this story, who don't quite understand what love really is. Love isn't kind, it isn't selfless, it doesn't...
