Hello! This is part of a 30 day challenge. There will be 30 of these so do enjoy prompt one. I wanted something sad sooo... eheheh... Enjoy!

Prompt: Holding Hands
Ship: Johnlock


This could not be happening. No no no it could not be happening. He couldn't lose him, not now, not now that he had finally allowed himself to see just how much he loved him. He needed him.

John's eyes followed him as he fell, he had cried out for him but it didn't stop gravity from playing it's roll. Sherlock fell and John rushed to his aid. He ran to his side, praying that he would be alright. He was Sherlock, he had to be alright. Though as his hand found the body broken on the pavement his heart shattered.

Nothing... No pulse. Not a single sign of life... His Sherlock, the first and only man he loved was dead. And as his and fell from John's it took all he had not to cry. "He's my friend." Was all that left him as he was led away.

The next few days were a blur, the doctor sat in his chair, simply waiting for the detective to walk in, waiting to see him show up and explain some elaborate schem of how he survived. Anything at all just to see him... He never came.

A week or so passed and the funeral came. He was there longer than the rest, just staring at the grave. The greatest man he would ever know laid there, burried under all that dirt... As he spoke to the grave, a lump forming in his throat three words repeated themselves in his head. Three unspoken words as he patted the tombstone. Three little insignificant words...

That night he contimplated it, suicide. There was a perfectly good roof over his head, a rope, a knife, even a gun... He thought long and hard about it, but in the end he stood and left to his bed. His hands finding their way under his pillow to hold the glove, one of the gloves Sherlock would wear.

And in that moment, his eyes closed, he pictured Sherlock. He pictured the detective there holding his eyes and in that moment he finally let himself break, a few silent tears sliding down his cheeks and three unspoken words finally coming out.

"I loved you."