Well hi. After that finale I'm still heartbroken. But I wrotw this. Its not very good. But Hey.
Forever and Always.
''Stop being dead''
Unbeknown to John, Sherlock, his best friend and the love of his life was standing behind the disarray of trees, watching as John poured out the frustration, anger and mostly love that he held for the particular Holmes, towards his gravestone.
I lone tear made its track down Sherlock's face, past his infamous cheekbones and off of his chin.
''I love you John. Never forget that. I love you. Always.''
John perked at that line. He heard it, a gentle whisper from the direction of the trees. He knew it was impossible but he had to investigate. The detective in Sherlock would want him too.
Seeing his short friend straighten his back and tilt his head, Sherlock knew he had heard. John wouldn't come over and find him, it wasn't in his nature. But it was however in Sherlock's. Did he affect John that much?
A silhouette, frozen within the vegetation. The same curly hair. The same coat and scarf. The same stance and Structure. John couldn't help but wonder if this was a hallucination, fuelled by his ache for Sherlock.
''Hello John''
''You're alive.''
''It would seem so'' Sometimes Sherlock couldn't help being a smart arse.
''How could you leave me like that?'' The heartbreak and relief conflicted on John's face, leaving him feeling betrayed yet ecstatic.
''I left a note. But I forgot a small detail''
The questioning look plastered on the face of the smaller gentleman was enough of an answer.
''I forgot to tell you I love you''
And with that John and Sherlock's lips met.
''Forever and Always Sherlock?'' John stuttered as the kiss broke.
''Forever and Always.''
It was short I know. But I dont give a damn. Leave a review if you want if you dont thats fine. I dislike you too.