The college roomate (Sherlock/Johnlock/fluff)

Chapter 12

Sherlock came back into they're dorm with a arm full of books. It was a month after winter holiday, and him and John were still going strong. Sherlock was surprised that it had lasted this long, to be honest. He thought John would've gotten bored with him by now, and simply just thrown him aside. But he didn't, and that was the fantastic thing. He opened the door with a struggle, and walked inside and threw the pile of books onto his bed, and looked over at Johns bed were a strange sight meet his eyes.

John was huddled in his blankets like a little cave with a stack of books next to him. His eyes were bloodshot red, and he looked older. "John? You okay?" Sherlock asked as John looked up at him, tears streaming down his eyes. "No, I'm not okay." John said, tears streaming down his face faster.

"Whats wrong?" Sherlock asked, sitting next to him on the bed. "THIS BLOODY BOOK IS BRILLIANT BUT BREAKS MY HEART!" John suddenly yelled, throwing the book down and shoving his face into Sherlocks chest, crying. Sherlock looked down at John, shocked. He placed a arm around John, pulling him into a hug.

He reached over to pick up the book, looking at the title.'Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows' It read. Sherlock smiled at John. "So you finished it, eh?" He asked quietly, placing the book down. "Yes and it hurts, Sherlock! Its over! I just cant believe it!" He said, again, still clinging onto Sherlock. "Your not busy this weekend, are you?" Sherlock asked suddenly, a plan hatching in his head. 

"No, why?" John said, looking at Sherlock. "Its a surprise.  I have a off day on Friday as you did today, so everything will be set up before you get home." Sherlock grinned.

Two Days Later

Sherlocks day was spent getting everything ready and making sure the dorm was clean so John wouldn't have anything to do when he got home. All the snacks we're already made, blankets laid out on the couch and the first movie in the DVD player already. Sherlock sat down on the couch and began to read his new book. 

"Sherlock! I'm home!" He heard John call from the door. Sherlock grinned, putting his book down and getting up from the couch. He ran to where John was and grabbed his hand. John had a second to marvel at Sherlock in a way he never did. He looked different. He was wearing black sweat pants one of Johns old jumpers and his curly hair messier than usual. He looked like something John would want to wake up to everyday for the rest of his life.,

Sherlock pulled John into the main room,and pushed him onto the couch. John smiled once he realized what Sherlock spent all day doing.

"Sherlock, you didn't have to get all the Harry Potter movies. I would've waited." 

"Yes I did, because it made you happy, and I love when your happy.  Lets start it." Sherlock said, throwing the blanket over John and him. John smiled at Sherlock, then leaned up to him and kissed him.  Sherlock smiled and pressed play, John lying next to him on the small sofa. 

{It is around Midnight here, and I'm listening to the Ed Sherran station on Pandora and I got inspired to write this. So yeah. I just thought this was really cute and stuff so yeah u^u Bai guys!}