(late) Valentines Special - - Reverse

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Attention: This has nothing to do with the original story, it is basically the story, but the other way round (if you want more, please say so)

It has been a year now.
A year since I've come back from war, a freaking year.
Gosh, that's so far away, but still feels like yesterday.
Welp, I make no sense like always.
I sigh. Today's the day, huh.
I grab the keys from the cupboard and open the door.
The street crowded as ever meets my eye in a blink. The colors are brighter now, but maybe that's because of the usual dark colors in my apartment. After I finally regained my life from the grasp of my depression, I can't oversee the smaller things.
For example the sky and it's light blue color, as if a friend gives you a small push to help you out or to say 'I am with you till the end of the line'.
I smile a bit who would care. I start walking, pushing myself through the crowds when I hear a voice.
"Hmmm... Intresting... So, it is true..."
Curiosity always gets the best of me, sigh. So I adjust my way a bit, walking more into the direction of the voice. The crowd before me is anmass of colors, easily discribed as a Jackson Pollock painting.
I was so lost in my own thoughts that I almost missed the person who had been talking, but then I hear a small chuckeling, resembling the voice which spoke before.
There he was! Standing in the crowd, the mass splitting in half and leaving only a small circle around him. Some even pushed him.
Ah, damn those who are tall. With another sighs I let myself drift into his direction.
When I looked up, I suddenly stand right before him. Fuck he's hot.
His marcant face towering above me, those cheekbones, made to poke eyes out. Physically and mentally.
I cough, trying to pry my mind off those gay thoughts.
He visibly flinched.
"Excuse me, you look lost. May I help you?" I ask
"Very interesting, I did not hear you sir." he mumbles.
"Duh, that's quiet ordinary." with that I grap his hand, shoving him with me.
"I-I can walk on my on!" He says, quiet embarrassed .
Cute.
"Sure, but I can't. You may be a huge ass tree, but there are some people having a hard time in those crowds" I state the facts. And besides he is grasping onto my hand like a lifeline. 'Don't let go' that's what he's telling me through his actions. Screw what he says verbally.
"By the way, I'm John curently fighting to get to my new job. Would you mind"
"No, it's fine, I can continue my experiment elsewhere. You can call me Sherlock."
"Nice thanks, what was that experiment, if I may asked. You kept on mumbling, saying stuff as in 'interesting'. "
"May I confirm something before?" Sherlock suggests careful, does he have bad experiences with that? Weird.
"Sure let's play a game. Answer for answer. You may start" I chuckle.
"Afghanistan or Iraq?"
I blink.
Once
Twice.
"Uh.. Afghanistan. How did you know?" my face was utter confusion.
"Well, your hands feel rough, you seem to have had a hard time. Maybe weapons. Plus I didn't hear you approaching, therefore you must be quite skilled in such things. You try to distance yourself from the crowd, getting a better stance just like a war strategy game. Lastly you got a new job, so you had one before. However, I don't assume you were fired, you seem like a man standing to his words. "
I am fucking speechless. He deducted all of that? Wow.
" Bloody amazing! Even though you're blind you ha-" I say to him a smile on my face.
" Wait" he stops me mid sentece. Rude. "You knew I was blind"
I open my mouth, ready to answer when I stop myself. I will tease him. Just for a bit.
"The game, remember" I flick his forehead.
"Ugh, fine. I wanted to check how peole react to a blind person standing on the street and a normal one. The circle is much smaller and you get pushed a lot when you don't reveal yourself as blind." He talks quiet fast. Hard too catch.
After that he keeps quiet, waiting for me to aswer his question.
"I was a doctor in war so I have seen a lot of people getting blind permanently or for some time."
I shrug it off.
A feeling of sadness overcomes me when I noticed that "We're here. I loved talking to you" I say hiding the sadness, feeling lonely as soon as I let go of his hand.
"Can I come in" Sherlock asks out of the blue. His voice sheepishly quiet.
I beam.
"I would love that!" I hold the door open for him, then entering myself.
I am a Gentleman after all.
I open the doors for Sherlock and lead him through the doorways.
"Mornin' " I hear another voice. My Co-worker.
"Molly!" I whisper shout, I don't want to disturb anyone and Sherlock is probably really sensitive to loud sounds.
"Huh, who's that hottie" she asks. Sherlock visibly stiffens.
"A friend of mine" I say, dragging him through the next door. Why does he look a lot more than confused now? His cheeks are even a bit tainted in red.
This should be my office. Ah, yes it is. Phew.
"Tea?" I ask polietly, Gentlemen.
"Yes please."
"How do you drink it?"
"With my mouth obviously." Sherlock says a smirk making it's way to his face.
When I want to give this king of sass his own medicine, the door to my office gets opened.
"Dr. Watson I am deeply sorry, but the patient of yours has gone missing. He always runs away like-"
The man, in a smoking turns around after closing th door. He has an umbrella in his hand.
Now, he looks exactly how a Gentleman should.
When he looks at Sherlock his eyes  widen.
"Oh, good morning Mr. Holmes, I hope you don't mind some company. Tea?" I ask while slowly pouring  some tea into a cup.
"Please, no sugar, I'm on a diet. Well, as I wanted to say, I lost my dear brother, but now that I am here I see there is no need to worry."
"How's that? " I tilt my head in confusion. Sherlock seems oddly quiet.
"He's behind you."Sherlock states.
I blink.
" Oh come on." I shout "But fine, at least I know your not an asshole. Or at least one I can deal with. May I ask you to sit then, Sherlock? "
Sherlock chuckles. Seeming quiet calm. Did he think I wouldn't like him anymore?

A/n whoo double update and 1100 words in one chapter? Boiii, that's awesome!(╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻
If you want a continuation tell me
Hope you enjoyed this small chappie and see you <3

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