The Broken Soul (Johnlock fanfic)

Chapter 5

A/N: Hey everyone look who's back!! I'm sorry I haven't posted I've just been lazy af
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Sherlock's POV
A few weeks have passed and John and I seemed to be getting closer as... What do people call them? Oh, friends. We had chemistry and math together. John still had a crush on Mary, though it didn't seem to get any bigger.

One Friday I walked into our dorm and was surprised, and annoyed, to see Mycroft sitting on my bed. He looked up at me as I opened the door.

"Hello brother dear." He said, smirk plastered on his smug face.

"Hello Mycroft. Why are you here?" I asked.

As if on cue John walked in. He stopped and looked at Mycroft then at me then back to Mycroft. "Who's this?" He asked me.

"My brother." I replied.

"Yes, and I've come here to speak with you two." Mycroft said. "Please. Sit."

John sat obediently but I stayed standing.

"That means you too, brother dear." Mycroft said.

"No I'm fine, thanks."

He glared at me but continued speaking. "Moriarty is back."

John's eyes widened. I had told him about Moriarty during the second week of knowing him.

"He will be attending this school starting tomorrow." Mycroft continued. "I suggest you two stay away from him for the time being. To my knowledge, neither of you have any classes with him or Moran."

"Moran is back too?" I asked.

"Yes did I not say that?"

I glared at him, "No."

"Well you know now. Good day." He nodded and left.

"What are we going to do, Sherlock?" John asked.

I sighed, "I don't know. Just avoid them as much as we can I guess."

He nodded, "Want to go to the canteen for dinner?"

I thought about just sending him down there alone but I decided against it in case Moriarty or Moran were lurking around already, "Alright."

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When we god back to the dorm John grabbed his pyjamas and headed into the bathroom to change. I changed quickly and sat on my bed and entered my Mind Palace.

I opened my eyes as I heard John come out of the bathroom with slightly damp hair so he must have taken a shower. He sat on his bed and started working on his homework when we both got a text. We looked at each other with confusion and read the text.

Miss me?