"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?
My addition to the fandom is out - and so is John.
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In the year 1997, John Watson finds himself at an interview for a job he doesn't need, and then at the same location of a new university flatmate that he initially doesn't want.
Meanwhile, Sherlock Holmes is trying to debunk the Scotland Yard's incorrect description of what is actually a group of mass-murders revolving around a small memory-wiping pill. Mr. Holmes needs an assistant, and Mr. Watson needs a companion.
Little do either of them know how much they specifically need one another.
[I wrote this when I was early in my teenage years. Keeping it up because you like it, but keep in mind it may be riddled with potentially less-than-decent content. Happy reading!]