It hurts too much so I don't want to talk about it. - Alex Flinn
Sherlock POV
When I woke up I was on the cough. There was a blanket over me. John was asleep on his chair.
I won't be able to tell him. He would hate me in the end as well. How much of me can he take?
My fingers grasp the blanket. But maybe it would be good for me to talk about it. Maybe it will help me feel better about the past or worse. I won't know until I see with my own eyes what would happen.
I pushed myself up from the cough. I went to the kitchen to make some tea. For both of us. It is going to be needed.
It took me about 10 minutes to make both cups of tea. I am sure that it would surprise him that I made tea for him.
It isn't something I normally would do. But maybe it won't be so bad.
I went to put the tea cups down on the table and then moved to wake John up. I stopped before I could tough him. Maybe he doesn't want to be awake.
I looked at the time. It is still in the afternoon so he won't be mad if I wake him up.
"John?" it felt awkward talking to him while he was asleep. I don't know why this felt so different from normal. I normally talked to him even when he is on the other side of the flat. He won't be mad if I wake him up.
I want to tough his hand or shoulder but I kept my hands to myself. "John?" my voice was slightly louder than before but this time it got an reacting so I was glad for that.
TBC
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