Silence - a JOHNLOCK one shot -

SONG: YOUR SONG BY ELLIE GOULDING

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John's P.O.V

I jump out of the cab, run up to the front door, and bang ferociously on it. Of all the days to forget my keys.

Mrs. Hudson answers after a couple of minutes, a look of worry on her face. I push past her and run up the stairs. Sherlock is laying on the living room floor, body convulsing in pain. His skin is paler than usual. His eyes bloodshot.

I kneel down next to him and push aside his coat, revealing the needle that has been stabbed into his shoulder. He lets out a groan. I grit my teeth.

"Who. Did. This. To. You?"

He takes a shaky breath before responding.

"M-M-Moriarty." He says, his chest heaving.

I nod my head as I trace his perfect face, pushing his bangs off of his sticky forehead.

A small tear escapes Sherlock's eye and I brush it away, gently caressing his face. His breaths come out short and quick. I lay down next to him and rest my head on his good shoulder.

I can feel his heart start to slow.

I sit up and lightly brush my lips against his. He lets out a little laugh.

"I-I love you, John Watson."

I smile despite myself.

"I love you too, Sherlock Holmes." I say, tears falling down my face.

He grabs my hand and squeezes. I squeeze back. Then his hand goes limp.

I let out a sob. I close his eyes with my fingers and lay down next to him.

His heart is silent.