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ForeverJohn was sitting in his arm chair, reading the paper as rain hit the window on the other side of the room. He felt eyes on him. He could feel the stares but he didn't dare look up. He was mad. Ferrous even. Mad that he had done this to him. Mad that he had left him alone for three bloody years.Forever10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mad that he loved him after it was all said and done.
"John..?" Sherlock's voice was barely audible being just above a whisper.
John ignored him.
"John? Please..." Sherlock sounded pitiful.
John turned the page to the paper. He was going to make Sherlock suffer as long as he could. He was alone for three years. He was depre
The kiss of nights comfortThe kiss of nights comfort1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
A gunshot.
Another man down.
Another friend down.
"Noo. . ." John murmurs in his sleep, his head moving to the other side of his pillow.
Another gunshot, followed by a loud boom as dirt flies into the air and comrades fall.
"Noo. . . noo. . ." He says more urgently, like a quiet, desperate cry.
The image changes.
It's Sherlock, on the roof of the hospital again.
The scene replayed in his head.
Sherlock sending his 'note' and jumping.
"SHERLOCK!" John bolts upwards, wide awake and breathing hard. He looked around, making sure that he was still there in his bedroom of 221b Baker Street. His and Sherlock's flat.
"That was two years ag
Welcome Home - Johnlock.Sherlock picked up his phone, and typed, 'John. I'm sorry. – SH'. His fingers were shaking as he pressed send.Welcome Home - Johnlock.9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
John sat up straight, he had just dozed off in the living room after watching the News, and the buzzing of his phone in his pocket had made him jump, he unlocked his mobile phone and looked at the text.
His eyes filled with tears and took a few moments to take in the fact that his one wish could have come true. 'Sherlock. You're alive? -JW' he replied.
A few moments later, he received another message, 'That is irrelevant. You need to come pick me up. – SH'
'Irrelevant?! But... Ugh. Where are you, Sherlock? – JW."
PeachesPlease, do get my brother to eat. I'm tired of watching him waste away to nothingness. -MHPeaches10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
John sighed at the text he received from Sherlock's elder and pinched the bridge of his nose.
Then maybe you should try. I've tried everything and I'm lucky to get him to nibble on toast once in a while! -JW
He used to love to eat peaches. -MH
Peaches? -JW
Yes, peaches, the kind in the can you just pop open and throw into a bowl? Know them? -MH
Of course I know them, but I never saw Sherlock as a peaches eater. -JW
Try them. Please. -MH
I'll grab some after work. Speaking of which, bye Mycroft. -JW
John closed and pocketed his phone and turned
A Songfic Request - JohnlockThe Next RoomA Songfic Request - Johnlock1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You need to take a holiday John. Look at you, you're a mess. It's been a year and you're still a mess. Look, I'll even pay for everything. Don't look at me like that, I can be nice. I hear Paris is nice this time of year. Don't worry John, I'll pay for everything. Just go and have a nice relaxing holiday."
John...
"Damn you Harry," I growled. Two days since I first arrived in Paris. Two days since I last saw any of my friends. Two days in the damned fancy hotel. Two days of being alone. Another two days of missing Sherlock. I leaned over my balcony. The district of Las Deferens lay before me. Modern Paris. It was amazing. Th
Johnlock - Your Experiment? - Fluff"Sorry Sir, we can't let you past here."Johnlock - Your Experiment? - Fluff1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Don't worry, he's with me."
Sherlock reached out and lifted the the crime scene tape for me to duck under. I nodded a thanks and followed him across the street to the house in question. We were working with new recruits, people who had only heard rumours of Sherlock's genius, and a few looks were tossed our way as we entered the building.
I followed him closely, and we ascending the stairs, although Sherlock had more of a skip in his step than I did, so I lagged behind. He entered the room, and was already throwing around conclusions and analysis results before I entered the room.
Watching him wor
ExperimentJohn?Experiment11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
-SH
Yes Sherlock?
-JW
I need you to come get me...
-SH
They won't let me leave.
-SH
Why not? What did you do?!
-JW
Nothing!!
-SH
I'm too drunk.
-SH
Ha! You?! Drunk?! There's a new one!
-JW
John please...
-SH
Ok, ok, I'm sorry. I'll be right there.
-JW
Stop laughing...
-SH
The pub on the corner right?
-JW
Yes...
-SH
Would you stop laughing at me? :(
-SH
After all the times I picked you up from this pub!!
-SH
I'm almost there.
-JW
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John walked over to Sherlock who was sitting at the counter. John greeted the bar tender, took Sherlock's wrist, and helped him sta
A Songfic Request - JohnlockBarbie GirlA Songfic Request - Johnlock1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm a barbie girl. In a barbie world!"
"John."
"Life in plastic, it's fantastic!"
"John."
"You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere!"
"John."
"Imagination, life is your creation!"
"John."
"Come on Barbie, let's go party!"
"John please stop that nonsense."
"But Sherly, it's the best song EVER!!!"
"John, you're drunk."
"No I'm not, even ask the pink elephant over there."
"You're drunk. Look you just threw up. Are you alright?"
"There's too much blood in my alcohol system."
"I can see that John. Come on let's get you to bed."
"Mine all yours baby."
"Our bed John."
"Oh yeah. Oh, hey Sherlock."
"What is it John
The Blind DateHarry Watson rolled her eyes and grinned as she read the most recent entry in John's blog. She barely cared about the case itself but ever since she'd read the first entry about Sherlock Holmes, she'd been curious about how her brother described the man. He seemed to almost have a schoolgirl-type crush on Sherlock, which Harry pointed out in a comment with glee. Further entries showed how John was slowly falling for the arrogant detective, though every hint Harry left was resolutely ignored.The Blind Date8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The ringing of her phone startled Harry out of her contemplation of John's sadly lacking love life. She didn't recognize the number on the display so ig
You Don't Need a Girlfriend"You're wasting your time." Sherlock said uncaringly, as John walk in and stripped his coat.You Don't Need a Girlfriend10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sherlock didn't look up at him, he just sat staring at the wall, hands stapled under his chin. John paused at the coat rack, thinking over what Sherlock just said.
"Excuse me?" He asked, turning and taking three long, brief strides to Sherlock.
"You very well heard me, it's useless for me to repeat myself." Sherlock said, sending him a sideways glance.
"And what are you talking about when you say I'm wasting my time?" John asked, leaning on the table in front of Sherlock.
"All your girlfriends and -dates-. You're wasting your ti
Pet NamesIt started out simply enough.Pet Names1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
They were at St Bart's examining some soil samples for a case.
Sherlock was determined that they didn't belong in the house, where they were found and they were somehow linked to the killer. But they didn't match the samples that came from his footprints in another part of the house.
So they'd been here for about half an hour with Sherlock bent over the microscope muttering to himself. John had stopped trying to make sense of what he was saying after the first ten minutes and was now simply hovering over his shoulder, watching and waiting for his inevitable breakthrough.
Having heard they were working ther
The Next Morning11:02The Next Morning1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ms Hudson is coming up. Should I tell her we no longer need two bedrooms?
SH
11:02
Go ahead. She's been waiting for us to become a couple since day one.
JW
11:05
John I think something is wrong with her!
SH
11:05
Why? What's going on?
JW
11:06
She's squealing. Rather loudly.
SH
11:07
Oh. Women do that. No big deal.
JW
11:07
But she sounds like an injured pig.
SH
11:08
Sherlock!
JW
11:08
It's true.
SH
11:09
I'm sure it is. Just don't tell her that.
JW
11:10
Too late.
SH
11:10
You're really rude you know.
JW
11:11
Doesn't seem to bother her. She's clapping her hands.
SH
11:11
I knew she'd be happy.
Very Lucky3:45Very Lucky1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
John where are you?
GL
3:46
At the clinic. Why?
JW
3:46
I think there's something wrong with Sherlock.
GL
3:47
What happened? Where are you?
JW
3:47
Calm down. Nothing like that.
GL
3:48
Oh. What's going on then?
JW
3:48
He just invited me to dinner.
GL
3:49
What?
JW
3:49
And called me Greg.
GL
3:50
Holy shit.
JW
3:50
That was my reaction too.
GL
3:51
I don't even know what to say.
JW
3:52
Neither did I.
GL
3:52
God, this is so bizarre.
JW
3:53
You're telling me.
GL
3:53
I wonder what's going on.
JW
3:54
Think it might be an experiment or something?
GL
3:54
Not likely. I doubt he'd lear
I never thought......I never thought……I never thought......3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Never thought I'd fall in love
Now I stand corrected
I can't help but smile at the sight of John sleeping next to me. He looks so peaceful, so innocent. You wouldn't believe he'd been in a war. But it doesn't matter how happy he is now, there are still scars. And there always will be. John slowly opens his eyes and smiles. "Did you sleep well?" I whisper and he replies with a kiss. I don't want to get up; I want to stay in this bubble forever. But I know it can't last. It's Tuesday and there's been a triple murder that needs to be solved. But murders happen all the time and I really can't be bothered to resolve
Doctor's Orders12:04Doctor's Orders1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Where are you?
JW
12:04
At home. Resting.
SH
12:05
Really?
JW
12:05
Yes. Watching crappy telly on the couch. Just like the Dr ordered.
SH
12:06
That's very interesting.
JW
12:06
It is?
SH
12:06
Yes. Because I'm home too.
JW
12:07
Why are you there?!
SH
12:07
A better question is why aren't you?
JW
12:08
I got bored lying around.
SH
12:08
You have the flu. You're supposed to lie around.
JW
12:09
But I was bored.
SH
12:09
I don't care. Where are you?
JW
12:09
Not telling.
SH
12:10
I could always send Mycroft to find you.
JW
12:10
You wouldn't dare.
SH
12:10
Try me.
JW
12:11
At St Bart's.
(I was not) Asking you out09:02 We need to talk. -SH(I was not) Asking you out9 months ago in Sketches More Like This
09:02 Then come down, breakfast is ready. -JH
09:02 Rather text. -SH
09:03 Sulking again? Why don't you come down? -JW
09:04 I'm not leaving my bedroom today and I'm not sulking. -SH
09:05 Then why don't you come down? - JW
09:06 I've run out of clean underthings. Why didn't you go to the laundry yeasterday? - SH
09:06 Never mind I asked. -JW
09:08 Why should I mind? -SH
09:10 Drop it. What was that you wanted to talk about? -JW
09:11 That night at Angelo's. -SH
09:11 Which one? -JW
09:12 You're rather bad at pretending, then don't. -SH
09:14 Oh, THAT one. -JW
09:14 Precisely. -SH
09:15 Thought we wo
Warmth3:27Warmth1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Are you awake?
SH
3:28
Sherlock? What's wrong? Where are you?
JW
3:28
In my room.
SH
3:29
Oh. Is something wrong?
JW
3:3
Yes. I'm cold.
SH
3:30
You're cold?
JW
3:31
Well it is snowing outside
SH
3:31
You texted me at 3:30 to tell me you're cold?
JW
3:32
3:27. And yes.
SH
3:32
Get a blanket!
JW
3:33
Won't work. I need another source of heat generation.
SH
3:33
Do you expect me buy you a heater?
JW
3:34
Don't be ridiculous. I want you to be my heater.
SH
3:34
Oh.
JW
3:34
You want me to sleep with you?
JW
3:35
No. I want you to come stand in the room so that the heat generated from you body help
Looks StunningWith John still in the hospital, it was tediously boring and quiet in the flat. It was back to the way it was before John walked into Sherlocks life, and Sherlock hated it. Sherlock never noticed how much he needed John to be with him. He knew that he couldn't live without him, but he never really knew how much it would hurt. Sherlock paced the flat, looking for something to do. Nothing.Looks Stunning1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Slowly, he walked into the kitchen, then towards his bedroom. John's door was slightly opened, unclosed from the rush of the ambulance getting him out of the flat, and Sherlock close behind in a cab. He paused, staring at the door and slowly pushed it
Morning LipsGood morning you." John said cheerfully as he walked out of the kitchen to see Sherlock slumped in his armchair, his feet dangling over the edge and his head propped up on his hand.Morning Lips1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hummm?" Sherlock asked, raising his head just enough to look at John. "Oh, Good morn-"
John came up to him and kissed him on the cheek. Sherlock, shocked, sat up a little more and watched as John went over and sat down in the chair across from Sherlock. John smiled, noticing he was staring.
"You okay?" John asked beaming.
"You just..." Sherlock began, then stopped mid-sentence and touched his cheek with his fingertips, smiling. "Yeah." He said. "Yeah. Perfect
The Detective and His Blogger12:00The Detective and His Blogger1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm bored.
SH
12:02
I'm at work Sherlock.
JW
12:02
I'm aware of your location.
SH
12:03
I mean I'm busy.....
JW
12:03
No you're on break.
SH
12:04
That's beside the point. I could be busy.
JW
12:04
But you're not. And I'm bored.
SH
12:05
So do an experiment or something.
JW
12:06
No material.
SH
12:08
So drop by Bart's and ask Molly for something. I'm sure she would love to see you.
JW
12:09
Yes. But I'd rather not see her.
SH
12:09
That's not nice Sherlock.
JW
12:10
No it isn't. But why is that relevant?
SH
12:11
Why do I bother?
JW
12:11
Bother with what?
SH
12:12
Nothing. Never mind.
JW
True LoveThat look... That smile... That... Touch...True Love10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
I can't think of one thing about you that doesn't make me just...
Smile...
What have you done to me?
Ever since the unforgiving day of our first kiss, I've fallen harder with each passing day... Each passing hour... Each passing second... That I got to spend with or without you. You've been stuck on my mind, and no day soon are you leaving my heart... That you've made clear...
I smile with each word I get from you, even if it's not from your beautiful voice, but just another text off these beautifully blasted cellular devises. ...Stupid technology...
...Stupid beautiful technology...
Your lip
Bloody Hug!5:03Bloody Hug!1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Where are you?
JW
5:03
Just left the Yard.
SH
5:04
How long until you're home?
JW
5:05
Not sure. A while. I've got to find Razz and he's across town.
SH
5:05
Can you do that later?
JW
5:06
Why should I?
SH
5:06
I need a hug.
JW
5:07
What?
SH
5:07
It's when two people wrap their arms around each other in affection.
JW
5:08
I know that. I meant, why?
SH
5:09
I've had a rough day.
JW
5:10
And that constitutes the need for a hug?
SH
5:11
If you discovered a case of child abuse involving a six year old you would need a hug too.
JW
5:11
Actually I think the victim would need one more than I.
SH
5:12
W
It's Just Not Your BattleJohn sat in his arm chair, not making eye contact with the DI that sat across from him. He sat in Sher- -his- old chair. Why did he have to sit in -his- old chair?!It's Just Not Your Battle9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"John?" Lestrade asked slowly, pulling John from his ever painful thoughts that seemed to be twisting in his head.
John looked up to meet Lestrade's eyes at last. He didn't say anything, just rose an eyebrow to let him know he was listening.
"John, you can't stay up here forever... I know it hurts, losing your best friend and all, but-"
"He wasn't just my best friend..." John cut in, lowering his gaze once again to the carpet. "He was so much more than that. He was my life, wh
Over YouOver You1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Weather man said it's gonna snow
By now I should be used to the cold
John Watson turned on the radio just as he was sitting down to have his tea and toast. The radio blurted out it was going to be another white, wintry day with snow coming in for the rest of the week, making it cold and gray.
Perfect for how John felt about today and the last month.
John had lost his lover Sherlock to suicide just at the end of December, thanks to Jim Moriarty, who had shot himself on the roof before Sherlock jumped.
Mid-February shouldn't be so scary
It was only December
I still remember the presents, the tree, you and me
It was the end of the week a
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