"Love doesn't end, it just has boundaries... And we passed them long ago.". John Watson, a kindhearted and loyal boy, meets Sherlock, a arrogant high-functioning sociopath, who changes his life forever. Sherlock is confused by the close friendship that is steadily growing between the two, and can't bring himself to end it. Soon he can see their relationship is changing, rivalry crumbling away to reveal true, pure, and heartfelt love. John, on the other hand, is hit the hardest by this change, his low self confidence making him blind to Sherlock's advances. Will their love for each other, or more importantly, the foundations of their friendship, survive the onslaught of disproval? Will the homophobic comments wriggle it's way through the cracks in their tolerance and turn their feelings into ash that can blow away at the slightest breeze of doubt?

Johnlock/teenlock/messages fanfiction.

Johnlock's everyday texts.

In a society where your soulmates are chosen for you, you are only given a name. The rest is up to you. Sometimes you find them but sometimes you don't. It's part of the game. And the game is on.