A little thing called love

Prologue

John couldn't function after He saw Sherlock fall. He had came into John's life and He suddenly wasn't so lonely anymore. When he jumped off that roof, it felt like John was dead too. He didn't work anymore, barely made an effort with people. He mostly hid in Sherlock's room, cuddled to the pillow that still smelled like Sherlock.

He began to lose more then a few stones from only eating when Mrs. Hudson brought him food and looked at him the way his mother did when He was little. John always caved and ate everything. He, of course, still felt empty when he handed the plate back with a fake smile.

So when bloody Sherlock Holmes stepped back into the door at 221B Baker St. John tackled him, of course. Well, HE called it a tackle, John called it a hug that made them go tumbling to the floor. He didn't let go until Mrs. Hudson walked in on them, hugging each other, on the floor. Yeah... Both of their cheeks/ears were a bit red. Sherlock soon explained everything to John.

John was a little emotional. Of course, the love of his life-*cough*his BEST FRIEND had just came back from the dead, OF COURSE John was happy.

Everything became like it was before the fall, only John never dated. Also the pair were so much more closer. There became more touching and Sherlock making an effort with eating and sleeping.

After Sherlock came back, John begin to notice-well as Sherlock would put it "deduced"- a few new things about Sherlock. Like the scars on his body; (John thinks from the torture), how he would look at John a lot, more then he used to, how he would snap out of his Mind Palace if John touched his face, or how he calls Detective Lestrade 'Greg' when he really wants something; making Lestrade cave, and many more things John is learning every day from Sherlock. John just hopes he will be able to continue learning them.

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- also, please don't judge the story on this. The chapters are much better and longer then this.-