He expected a lot of things, but he never thought anything like this ever happening. Over the last three years Sherlock spent every waking moment (and some of his sleeping moments too) imagining his reunion with John and planning for it, so he was prepared for every possible scenario. He expected at least a punch and some curses flying around, the worst case scenario being John believing he's an hallucination of some sort and blocking him out. No, the worst case scenario was that he would believe he's back but won't forgive him and would refuse to accept him back. That was the one scenario Sherlock was not prepared for and he refused to think about it. He did think of any other scenario. Which was why this surprised him so much.
In the beginning it all went according to plan, it started with a text:
I think I can give you that miracle now - SH
Sherlock didn't expect John to believe it's really him, after all he was dead for three years but he felt like the chances of John fainting or something drastic if he had some sort of preparation were smaller. John answered less than two minutes later
"I don't who you are but and why are you doing this, but I know disrespecting my best friend is not the way to get on my good side" - JW
Sherlock felt a surge of pride go through him at John defending his respect.
"John I would have proven it's me but I don't see a point considering the fact I'm going to see you in a short time."- SH.
The text came much faster this time.
"Pretending to be him is one thing, I had a lot of people do that though not as much in the last two years, but trying to give me false hope of seeing him again? That's real low mate. And it won't work anyway, he's dead, he's been dead for three years now and I know it - JW
Sherlock felt anger coming, had people tried to deceive John into thinking they were him? He promised himself he'd find them and make them sorry for causing his friend pain. Instead of sending another text he decided to go over to John's new flat. He rushed out of the safe house and hailed a cab. A wave of emotions surging through him, the most obvious ones excitement and worry. Excitement to see John again, he saw the doctor during the last three years of course but he had to observe him from afar and very often it didn't help and only made things worse, to be able to see the pain in John's eyes in the first few months but not being able to be there and comfort him, to see John and not be able to talk to him. The worry was of course that his worst case scenario would come true, but he suppressed it and let the excitement take over him. As the cab slowly came to a halt next to John's place, Sherlock's heart started beating faster and he climbed the stairs and knocked on the flat's door with a shaking hand he attempted to hide. He heard John's footsteps as he reached the door and opened it, John slowly raised his eyes and his face took a shocked expression as he realized who it was knocking on his door. Sherlock took a second to think of all the scenarios his mind came up with, he felt ready for whatever would come which was the reason he was utterly shocked when John pinned him against the wall and kissed him.
A\N: this is just something I had in mind for a while so I thought I'll post it I'll try and post the next chapter quickly
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