*Sherlock POV*
"I'm fine."
"No, you're not okay."
The door opens again, Jim returning from the store with a few things for me.
"Are you sure this is going to work?"
"Of course, I've needed to finish this experiment for quite a while now."
"Which is it?"
"Same one from yesterday."
I glare at John for a moment, grabbing my bags from Jim and opening everything from them.
"You remembered everything?"
He nods, taking the bags back and setting them on my desk before he turns and sits beside me on my bed. John goes into the washroom, locking the door and starting a shower.
"So, how is it?"
"How is what?"
"Having a roommate."
I groan loudly, flopping back down on my bed and pulling a pillow over my face.
"You could always move."
"Move where?"
Jim chuckles, pulling the pillow off my face and tossing it to the foot of my bed.
"What was that love?"
"Where would I move? Mycroft wont let me live off campus."
"Didn't he also say no when we started dating?"
"That's different."
"How so?"
Jim smirks, humming softly as he lies back against me.
"It just is."
He kisses me lightly on the cheek, lying his head on my shoulder and falling asleep a few minutes later. I gently push him off of me, standing too quickly and needing to steady myself on the desk before I try moving again. My body starts shaking, I cant move anywhere.
"My God what the hell happened to you?"
John is standing beside me suddenly, grabbing my arm and gently guiding me towards his bed.
"Get off of me."
"Stay there. Let me help you."
"I dont need your help, I didn't ask for your help."
"You are so fucking stubborn, you know that? And one day you're going to hurt yourself, badly, and there wont be anyone to help you. So sit there and let me look at you."
I wince, shying away from Johns touch still.
"I'm not trying to hurt you."
"That's what the first one said too."
"What?"
I shake my head, squeezing my eyes shut and curling up in a protective ball.
"Hey, what's going on? Dont think I didnt see you last night, this is the fourth breakdown you have had since I moved in."
"I didn't want a roommate, for this reason exactly."
"I'm sorry, alright, its not my fault I'm in here, but we should at least try to make it work. Okay?"
I nod weakly, letting John take care of me after Jim leaves.
