The scarf in his hands felt so surreal to John.
It was proof that Sherlock Holmes isn't dead after all those years. As he looks at it more, there was something about it that made his chest feel lighter; like a curse lifted from him.
He hadn't visited the site since the day he moved but he decided it was only fair to give the scarf back to the rightful owner.
As John approached the tombstone, he felt his hands sweat, his eyes watering just a bit at the sight of the dark marble stone erected where he layed.
John had nothing to say anymore. It still hurt him but he moved on. It was only a scar for him.
He felt silly, wrapping a scarf on a lifeless item, making sure it wouldn't fly away. The edges started to fly around wildly when the wind hit it.
He smiled fondly at the grave before walking away with his hands in his pockets but when he turned back, the scarf was gone.
"John,"
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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...
