The one worded prompt was: Jealousy given by a tumblr anon.
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It seemed that John was always out on weekends to Sherlock. It didn't seem fair, John was his flatmate. John should stay home and make him tea and complain about the news to him. John didn't need some girl to be happy, Sherlock was perfectly capable. Sherlock silently complained every time John said "Going out!" but nodded in acknowledgement. The rest of the night he'd play his violin and finish his experiments. If there was a case, he'd look over the files maybe, or go out and solve it without John. Sherlock felt himself being attracted to John but wouldn't ever tell him, knowing that John was straight. It was bothersome, that he wasn't able to simply get rid of the feelings and could only hide them, but he pushed through.
On one Friday, Sherlock was composing, absolutely bored to the core. The door opened behind him. He ignored it, thinking it was Mrs. Hudson, but then he heard Johns voice and he turned immediately.
"John" he said. "What are you doing here? Date didn't go well?" Sherlock looked at John, feeling almost pleased, but then he looked towards the door that John left open. "Oh. The opposite. This is a first." Sherlock felt his spirits float away.
That's when John's girlfriend walked in. Sherlock rolled his eyes at the couple as they stood together. He looked the woman up and down, seeing all from her brunette roots in her blonde hair, the red lipstick she matched to her heels and the expensive jewelry she had on along with her designer bag.
"Sherlock this is Stacy" John said towards Sherlock with a large smile. " We were just.. going up. I wanted you to meet her." he put his hand on the small of Stacy's back. " Stacy this is my flatmate, Sherlock Holmes." he said.
Sherlock squinted his eyes at the woman as he walked over and shook her hand. He thought over if his options. He could ruin the night for John, have this Stacy leave and have the rest of the weekend without her but have John angry with him. Or he could keep quiet and have to deal with another week of John being distracted with his girlfriend and not paying attention to him.
He chose the first.
"Why are you with John? You don't need to be, you are already dating a rich man. Are you unsatisfied? Trying something new? Or is it to get back at your boyfriend, ah yes. Thats it. Based on the glances towards your designer bag that you've been making, you're expecting a phone call. You have expensive jewelry but not an expensive dress, so someone bought that jewelry and bag for you. John couldn't have bought them, so your rich boyfriend you are cheating on has. You're arguing, you've taken off the ring he got you, I can see the tan line, so you're trying to get back at him. Don't waste your time, Ms. Stacy, go back to your other boyfriend and fix things with him. I won't allow you to just use my John." Sherlock said, not letting go of Stacy's hand until he finished. John stood open mouthed at the scene, then furrowed his eyebrows at Sherlock, then Stacy.
"Excuse us." John said to Stacy and he grab and lead Sherlock towards the kitchen. A few seconds after they both heard the door slam. Sherlock smirked at his success.
"What the hell, Sherlock?" John said after the door slammed. His eyes were closed, which to Sherlock meant John was really upset and he was trying to control himself.
"What? I was only trying to help her." Sherlock said with a smile forming more and more.
John shook his head. "No. No, no. Sherlock why did you do that? You saw that I liked her, I made it very obvious. You didn't have to do that. You could have just said hello and went on with your business, my love life shouldn't even be important to you and I could've talked to her on my own if I wanted to."
Sherlocks smile faded. "I know." he whispered. "I did it because." Sherlock paused. He couldn't tell John he was jealous of the attention all of his girlfriends were getting. John would laugh in his face. "I didn't want you to get hurt."
John brought his hand up to his face and sighed. "Okay, Sherlock. Okay. Thanks." John pushed by Sherlock. "Don't try and help anymore. I can do these things on my own." John said before he walked over to his chair and sat down.
Sherlock stood still. John was still mad, his explanation didn't work. He knew this would happen, but it seemed different this time. Sherlock turned around. "John" he whispered.
John looked up at Sherlock from looking down at his phone. "What? What do you want?" he said, irritated.
Sherlock walked over and stood over John, his hands behind his back. "I was jealous. I was jealous that you spend every weekend with some girl, and so I ruined your weekend for you so you would be forced to stay home. I'm sorry." he said. He then walked up to his room to avoid speaking to John any more than he did. John was left in the living room, astonished.
Two hours later there was a knock on Sherlock's bedroom door. Sherlock knew it was John and Sherlock groaned but stood to answer.
"John, I'm sorry I-" he said opening the door, but was interrupted by John throwing his arms around him into a hug. "John- I- I don't understand." he continued stiffly and carefully hugging him back.
John separated the hug and looked up at his flatmate. "Jealousy is cute from you, Sherlock." he said before turning around, only to be caught on the wrist by Sherlock's hand.
"What?" Sherlock said, furrowing his eyebrows.
"Jealousy is cute from you, Sherlock." John said quietly, then smiled and walked away from sherlocks door. He switched the role, and this time left Sherlock astonished.