Sherlock had missed the past few days of school. John was growing increasingly worried about him. He hadn't responded to any of his texts or calls. He didn't want to act like the obsessed partner who called every five minutes, but after the show between Mycroft and Sherlock, he knew that those two weren't afraid to rip each other apart if they had to. As soon as John got home, he pulled out his phone and texted him.
Haven't seen you at school lately, I hope you're alright. 3:57PM
John waited about 5 minutes. He attempted to work on some homework to pass the time; he knew he would never get a response if he just stared at his phone. He finally got a response about a half hour later.
Meet me at the top of Bart's hospital please. It is urgent. 4:25PM
John made it to Bart's within 15 minutes. When he got there, Sherlock was pacing back and forth.
"Sherlock?"
As soon as Sherlock saw John he ran up to him and pulled him into a tight hug. John, surprised, tightened his arms around him.
"John, I love you." Sherlock said urgently. John smiled and planted a gentle kiss on Sherlock's lips.
"I love you too." He replied. Sherlock searched John's eyes desperately. John was growing concerned rather quickly. "Sherlock, what is wrong?"
Sherlock cupped John's face. "I love you, that is what's wrong."
John backed away slightly. "What?"
Sherlock cursed under his breath. "No, no, I don't mean it like that-"
"Oh for God's sake Sherlock, what in the bloody hell is wrong with you?"
Sherlock pulled John into a deep kiss that left them both breathless.
"John I love you, God, I bloody love you…it scares me…"
"Why?"
"Because I've never loved before…I don't want to mess it up John. Knowing myself and knowing Mycroft if I don't mess something up, then surely he will…"
"Sherlock Holmes, there is nothing in this universe that Mycroft could say that would make me think differently of you."
Sherlock kept his gaze locked on the ground. John pulled him into another kiss. "Do you understand?"
Sherlock nodded shyly, but he wasn't ensured. He knew Mycroft was going to tell John about his drug addiction if he didn't. But he just couldn't bring himself to do it. Sherlock sighed in defeat, and he forced the thought to the back of his mind.