Perpetually brilliant
A/N: hello guys Nerd here. I was reading wendymarlowe's "Sherlock Discovers Three Continents Watson " and that's where I got the title. Therefore the title does not belong to me and neither do the characters or anything else that I missed also thank you for the one favorite on my failed attempt at a fic. I would appreciate someone that would be willing to go over it. Constructive criticism is always welcome. Anyway to the story.
John's POV
"Where are you going?" I yelled.
Of course he didn't respond, that fricking prick.
When I got back he was already there. That's probably where he went after his "episode"
For more than 24 hours I had been thinking about why he had left me all alone. My brain was like 'don't ask' 'Don't ask' but for some reason next time I saw him I for SOME reason I asked him why he had left.
"umm John, I know you wanted an answer, but it may be to un comprehendible for your tiny little cute mind. " said a slightly flirtatious.
Sherlock's POV
What was I thinking 'cute' seriously, it just sort of came out. Uggg.
John's POV
"why did you leave?"
"Ill leave you to your dedictions." And then the great git walked away. It was then when I realized I had feelings for Sherlock. I ordinary John Hamish Watson liked the perpetually brilliant Sherlock Holmes. I was not going to tell him, his sociopathic ways were more than enough to prove that if I told him, I would be heartbroken and allthings would end. I couldn't handle that.
I usually thought of not being able to leave Sherlock in a purely platonic way. But now I do not.
