A/N: A Text-Snapshot of what happens when John gets a letter asking for his return to Afghanistan. Taken from a roleplay with a lovely stranger with myself as Sherlock, and John as the stranger. Oneshot unless otherwise requested.
Word Count: 409 words
Sherlock? JW
What is it? -SH
I need to talk to you. JW
If it is concerning the fingers in the jam, they are for an experiment, and should not be removed. -SH
No, it wasn't. But I'll get to that later. JW
Then what is it about? -SH
I just got a letter today. From the army. JW
No. -SH
What? JW
First, tell me what the letter said. -SH
They want me to go back for a few months. JW
As I said before, no. -SH
You can't. -SH
It's only so I can train people to help! JW
I don't care. -SH
Sherlock... JW
Tell them you aren't going. -SH
Why do you care so much? JW
It should be obvious even to you. -SH
Well, it's not. JW
I don't want you to leave, John. -SH
I can see that. But why? JW
Because I care for you and believe that my feelings for you are much more than platonic. -SH
Oh. JW
Oh? -SH
I'll... I'll contact them right away. JW
To say no? -SH
Yes. JW
Good. -SH
Hey, Sherlock? JW
Yes? -SH
I have much more than platonic feelings for you too. JW
Really? -SH
Of course. I love you, for God's sakes. JW
Oh. -SH
I love you, too. -SH
I.. This is... Wow. JW
Very eloquent, John. -SH
Sorry, I'm just a little shocked. JW
About what, exactly? -SH
That you actually feel this way for me. JW
Of course I do. Though I could say the same thing to you. -SH
What? Sherlock, you're perfect. JW
Hardly. You're the one that's perfect. -SH
As you said, hardly. JW
The army doctor that does not to treat you as a freak, shares a flat with you, has saved your life on multiple occasions, and looks stunning even in jumpers fills my requirement for 'perfect'. -SH
The brilliant consulting detective who shares a flat with me, looks stunning in a /sheet/ and puts up with a PTSD riddled old army man and doesn't treat me like a freak or a parasite... You're my definition of perfect. JW
John, I... Thank you. -SH
It's my pleasure, Sherlock. JW
Where are you? -SH
On my way home. JW
Good. How long? -SH
Five minutes? JW
Too long. Hurry up. -SH
I'll be there soon, love. JW
Good. -SH
Sher? JW
Yes, love? -SH
I love you. A lot. JW
And I, you. -SH
If you were the amazing stranger who acted as my John, feel free to send me a PM so you can get the recognition you deserve.