When can I see you again? Johnlock AU

Fateful Meeting

I gasp for air and turn my head...

And before my eyes I see the most beautiful being in the world.

It's a prank, I just see the never ending darkness. Got you there!
Hah, but I did tourn my head, since it was facing the floor and it is very hard to breath.
I tried to regain my breath when I notice, there was this particular kind of stare out of curiosity and "What the heck is this?"
So, normally you would freak out, asking something like "What do you think you're staring at?" or so, but...
I still haven't caught my breath and I got used to it.
Good thing I don't have asthma.
As if this would do more damage.
"Are you chocking?" I here an unfamiliar voice saying.
And I fucking lost it again. I mean does this person has to be qouting a meme.
WhAt Is liFe?

Ok, calm down, this is someone new. Ok?
He, at least I think so, will think you need to go to an asylum. Sight problems? Uh-uh, defently mental ones.
God why does everybody that I meet think I'm nuts?
Wait, even I think I AM nuts... Well, that fucking explains it.
"Oh, uhm... hello Sherlock" Molly says kind of shy?
Does she have a crush?
"s-sorry if we disturbed you" she adds, probably looking down at the floor twirling her hair between her fingers.
If she has hair.
"It's fine, do you need help down there?" Sherlawk? says.
Yes, mental one.
"Kinda, I'vE fAlLeN aNd I can'T gEt uP" I stated.
I feel the laughter slowly bubbling up my throat.
I giggle.
Damn. FAST, COVER IT WITH THIS PERFECT RECOVERY COUGHT OF YOURS!
Yes sir!
I hear foot steps. "Molly, are you sure he didn't hurt his head or something?"
Again, I feel a breeze near my body. Why in the world does everybody want to take my bloody hand?
Bloody from the war?
Bloody like your comrades that you betrayed?
Bloody lik-
I hit my head on the floor. Again. And again. Over and over again.
I stop.
Then I slowly lift a hand up, holding it out. I feel a hand gently pulling me up my feet.
The hands are around twice the sice of mine.
I'm such a hobbit *sighn*
Clearing my throat, I tell them: "Sorry for that..."
Really Awkward silence.
"Anyway, I'm John, nice to meet you, Sherlawk, right?"
I hear a snicker, Molly why do you betray me?
"It's SherlOCK, actually."
"Sorry, again... Do I smell tea? Can I have some please? Like I said, haven't had one in ages"
"Of course!" Molly finally comes and joins the conversation. "You two sit down and I get it from the kitchen"
Soon after I feel the delicate smell of the tea beeing placed before me. I wait for the sound of Molly sitting down before I simply state "Thank you"
That's because you never know if it is your tea being placed down. If you're blind.
"Afghanistan or Iraq?"
NOW, I choke.
"uhm, Afghanistan. How did you know? "
"Your suntan. Your hands are tanned, but your arms not. So you've been there for work. Also, you' ve been there for a long time, since you said you hadn't had tea for ages. This is a place for carers and their patients so probably solidier. Solidier, there are in fact only two wars available in the heat. Afghanistan or Iraq." Sherlock explains me.
That's...
How?
I mean. Wait.
I am so confused.
"Ah, I see" I say, which is a lie, because (1) i can obviously not see and (2) how should I freaking notice that, this guy sure is a genius.
After a couple of secons trying to understand, I give up. I quietly murmur "amazing"
"Did you say something?" he asks. Wait, why does he sound kind of sad. Only a hint of sadness, but if you can't see the faces you need to detect that.
"I said" amazing""
The shocked silence made me wonder if I said something wrong.
" Are you sure? " Sherlock asks.
What the heck is going on?
" No shit Sherlock" I stated bluntly

A/n they finally met. I'm so proud, this took me so long to complete uwu
Anyway please comment and tell me your opinion for this chapter. See you (hopefully soon)