Johnlock - Grow old with me.

Chapter 6 - Severed bonds

John arrived at Baker Street around noon. He had a smile on his face that reached both of his ears and the excitement he felt was overwhelming. He stood at 221 looking up at the window of his home, where he could see the lights on. So Sherlock was definitely back from his case then.

Walking through the door, John shut it as quietly as he could behind himself and tiptoed up the stairs. He didn't want Sherlock to know he was home yet, so he could surprise him.

He opened the door to 221b and snuck inside expecting to find Sherlock. However he was nowhere to be seen. John searched the kitchen, bathroom and bedroom, but he wasn't there.

Just as John was about to sit down and wait for Sherlock, he heard a creaking upstairs in his room. He wondered if maybe someone had broken in but wouldn't Mrs Hudson, have heard?

John clasped Sherlock's gift in his hand and slowly made his way up to his room. His door was ajar and he could see a shadow moving about in the light. The shadow was a tall figure, very slender too.

Lifting his foot, John kicked it slowly open and gasped as he saw who was standing there.

Sherlock was stood going through all of John's private documents, his war records and belongings. John stood stunned; completely shocked that Sherlock would do this to him.

Sherlock spun around when he heard the door bang against the wall. When he saw John behind him looking so hurt and betrayed, he dropped what he was doing and gulped.

"John, I am so sorry. I'm sorry" Sherlock apologised.

"What are you doing?" John asked.

"I'm looking for something..."

"Looking for what?!" John grew angrier.

"Information."

"I can't believe that you would come in here and snoop through my private stuff for info!" John began to shout.

"John, I can't apologise enough. You just have to forgive me, I am sorry. If I don't do this you will be hurt by the outcome." Sherlock tried to stop the deception in his voice.

Sherlock didn't want to hurt John at all. He never wanted that, but he also didn't want the drugs anymore. He simply needed them, like he needs to do this chore for Magnussen. But looking over at John and seeing the face of a soldier who has been betrayed and hurt, really got to Sherlock. He'd hurt the man he loves most in the entire world.

John grabbed Sherlock and pushed him out of the bedroom door. Then he threw Sherlock's present at him.

"Happy fucking birthday! You complete and utter machine! Never speak to me again Sherlock...because I don't know what I will do if I ever see you face again. What I do know is that it won't be pretty." John yelled and slammed the door in Sherlock's face.

Sherlock tried to apologise again, but John wasn't listening. This was the worst betrayal John had ever suffered and it hurt that someone he was so close to would do that.

John sat on the floor leaning against the window and couldn't hold back the angered and hurt tears. He'd have to move out for sure.