One shots (johnlock fluff mostly)

FREE ME

A/N: I was reading a johnlock fanfic on ao3 and my music started playing this song and I just started crying so put to you what goes through my mind. This song was just so powerful and if you listen to it, free me by sia you will know what I mean. (Headphones recommended if you plan to listen to it)

"Look I--I--I LOVE YOU OKAY! And I didn't want to but it just sort of happened and it was beyond my control and I thought I was incapable but... I'm sorry john" Sherlock's voice became nothing but a defeated whisper and John felt his lungs constrict at the beautiful man looking so broken.

"Sherlock look at me" John begged, stepping closer only for Sherlock to step further away.

I don't want to hold your gaze
I'm scared what I might see there
Found myself locked in this place
And I'm a burning fire

"John I..I can't...I've done it wrong again, you're my friend.. I'm not supposed to fall in love with my friend" Sherlock said sadly as he trained his eyes to the floor, a tiny ant scuttling by.

John stepped closer silently, lifted his hand, graced it against Sherlock's cheekbones before Holling his forefinger under his chin and tilting his head so his eyes met his.

Peace may come
I hope it won't take long
Just a fail I cannot see
Bring me home
I'm in here all alone
Just me and my melody

"Sherlock, can't you see, I'm sure you've always seen, maybe you've avoided it, didn't want to see it" John breathed out heavily, "maybe, maybe you thought it wasn't true what you saw, but Sherlock I feel the same, I've always felt the same" John smiled but it cracked and a tear trickled down his cheek, matching Sherlock's already tear tucked cheeks.

So free me
Oh free me
From this pain I've been running from
I'm tired and I'm free-falling
Free me
Oh free me
From this shame I've been running from
I'm lost and I am calling you

"John?" Sherlock whispered, his hand coming up to rest against Johns on his face.

I'm lost and I am calling
I'm lost and I am calling

I, I'm hurting way back down
I'm slipping even further
Take my hand and turn me around
I'm listening to myself

John slipped his hand into Sherlock's free hand and held it gently, squeezing it softly. Sherlock squeezed back. Uncertain.

Peace may come
I hope it won't take long
Just a fail I cannot see
Bring me home
I'm in here all alone
Just me and my melody

"Trust me when I say this Sherlock, but... I love you, with my whole being, and I hope I can love you long after we're gone because if my soul separated from yours it is sure to shatter"

So free me
Oh free me
From this pain I've been running from
I'm tired and I'm free-falling
Free me
Oh, free me
From this shame I've been running from
I'm lost and I am calling

"John, I--"

"Sherlock you don't have to say anything, we'll work through this together, okay?"

Sherlock nodded weakly, as tough afraid of any movement to large.

I'm calling you
And though I can't undo
All the things I put you through
I can't take your hand
Admit that I don't have a plan
Only you

"I've never done this John, I don't know what I'm doing" Sherlock explained lamely.

Free me
Free me
From this pain I've been running from
I'm tired and I'm free-falling
Free me
Free me
From this shame I've been running from
I'm lost and I am calling you

Free me
Free me
I'm lost and I am calling
Free me
Free me
From this shame I've been running from
I'm lost and I am calling you