Bringing Daylight Back
Chapter 13
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Warning- Angst Ahoy!
John was walking out of his class to meet Sherlock when he got a phone call. It was from Saint Bart's Hospital.
John ran. He didn't care where he was going. Harry's dead. She died from her injury's while in the comma.
John ran across the green field and to the lake. John zoomed down the trail leading to a small park off campus. John had no family left; all he had left was his friends.
John sat on the bench facing the lake as the sun reflected off of the water. John thought long and hard about how he would do things. He broke his promise, and left Harry to suffer while he was in his warm bed thinking about a certain curly-haired boy.
John didn't know what e was going to do about her funeral. He just realized how desperate he was.
That's when the blond heard someone come up from behind him. It was a tall, heavy man with a big nose and an umbrella.
"John Hamish Watson, the roommate of Sherlock Holmes. How do you manage it? Living with the little devil must be hellish", the strange man said. John had the urge to punch that big nose of his. How did he know about him, and Sherlock?
"Who are you? And what do you want with Sherlock"?
"I'm an interested party".
"Interested in Sherlock, why", John said standing up to look at the man in the eye as he clenched his fists.
"Sit down Mr. Watson, I would hate for you to get hurt".
"No you wouldn't, what do you want", John said with his teeth clenched.
"I would like to invest in information about Sherlock, and I'm more than willing to pay a reasonable sum of cash for information, if it's not a ha-", the posh man was cut off by John's fist colliding with his face.
"You messed with me on the wrong day. I love that boy, and he loves me back. I will not spy on him for anything. You know, I just got off the phone with my sister's doctor. She's dead. Basically drank herself to heaven, just like my parents did. All I have left is Sherlock. I'm not going to lose that to some posh git who thinks he can waddle his way into my life".
John savored the look of surprise on the man's face. He then turned and marched off, wiping the tear that fell from his eye.
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By the time John entered his dorm, he was tired. He could just cave in on his bed, and sleep till the end of his days.
But when John saw Sherlock standing by the window, his heart stopped. Sherlock had silent tears falling down his cheeks. John had the urge to go up to him and hug him. John stood there looking at Sherlock.
"I heard about Harry. John I'm so so sorry, I'm also sorry about my insufferable brother. He said 'he had no idea that this was a bad situation', but ignore that; he always had bad timing".
John whipped his head upon at the word 'brother'. John had just realized that he had punched Sherlock's elder brother. 'There goes the Christmas Dinners', John sarcastically thought.
"Sherlock, I'm not sorry about punching your brother, he bloody deserved it. He even thought that he had the nerve to ask for information about you, he even offered to pay me for it"!
"John, My brother has problems when it comes to socializing, like me. All he ever does is snog the hell out of his gross boyfriend and stuff his face in cake", Sherlock said seriously, and then gave John a lopsided smile.
John burst into a fit of giggles. Only Sherlock could make him giggle like that on such occasions.
John went over to Sherlock and gave him a big hug, not ever wanting to let go. Sherlock wrapped his long arms around John and buried his nose in John's neck while John rested his head along Sherlock's warm chest.
"Sherlock, sleep in my bed, just hold me while I sleep? I know that you rarely sleep and eat, but just do this for me"? John really hoped that he didn't sound like a downright creep.
"Anything for you John, anything", Sherlock said as he broke the hug and gave John a sweet kiss on top of his blond hair.
John changed into his pajamas in the restroom as Sherlock did the same in their room. John came out to see Sherlock in his bed, snuggling one of his jumpers. John walked over to his bed and slipped in.
Sherlock moved so he could get his arms around John. John snuggled close to Sherlock's warm chest, loving the sweet smell of peppermint and Sherlock.
"I really do love you, Sherlock", John mumbled into Sherlock's chest.
"I love you too, John, you have no idea", Sherlock said as he planted another kiss on John's head. John turned so he could speak directly to Sherlock.
"I have Cason in my medicine class", John stopped as Sherlock tensed.
"He said that he was fine with being 'friends'. I hope it's alright with you that I play rugby with him. He really is a nice tea-", John was interrupted by Sherlock.
"Do you find him attractive", Sherlock looked deep into John's eyes.
"A little, but that's not the point. I don't love him. I could never love someone like love you, Sherlock".
"I know John, sleep", Sherlock whispered.
Bang
John poked his head up from the heavy covers. The clock read 3:08am. John wondered what the noise was when it happened again.
Bang
John felt something move over his leg. John panicked; he then remembered that Sherlock was in his bed. John decided to fall back asleep as the radiated heat from Sherlock's chest welcomed him into a deep slumber.
Sherlock woke up first and looked directly to the short blond snuggling up to his chest, whimpering. Sherlock propped himself on his elbows as John whimpered again and moved under to the spot Sherlock was occupying, giving John more of Sherlock's heat.
Sherlock chuckled and moved back down to hug John. He remembered that it was the weekend; he wished that he and John could stay here all day, consuming each other's body heat and love.
John was fully awake by the time Sherlock got up. John didn't want to get up, but he really didn't have a choice.
When the boy's got dressed (John in his Eton Rugby shirt and jeans while Sherlock was in his tight purple shirt and black pants), they went to get breakfast.
Sherlock pulled John into a window seat and told John to stay there. John noticed Sherlock wander off to get them their breakfast.
James Moriarty sat across the table in front of John. John just simply said "Hey".
James looked at him with fake astonishment. "He talks! Oh, GOOD. I was just wondering if you would go for a walk later, with me. Oh, and you can bring your darling Sherlock along if you wish. I personally would love to see how jealous he can be when someone else takes his possessions, and turns them into theirs", James finished with a wink.
"Sorry to inform you, but I'm not interested, and I never will be. You better get moving if you don't want to be kicked out of that chair…Actually stay, I would love to see that", John said with a playful smirk.
"John, you will be mine, even if I have to kidnap you and brain wash you. You will be MINE and you and your precise Sherlock won't have a say about it. I don't know what makes you so special, but I will find out for myself. You are beautiful, and you deserve someone who can actually love you back". James got up and went up the stairs.
Sherlock came back with a small smile and two apples. "Ms. Hudson said she would give us at least an apple, we were late for breakfast after all.
Sherlock didn't seem to notice that someone had just threatened John, so John stepped in.
"Sherlock, James came up to me and demanded that I go on a walk with him later. I have no say in it too. Can you come with me"? John really didn't want to be alone with James; he scares the crap out of John.
"Of course John, I wouldn't let you go anywhere alone, especially if you will be with James. He wants you John, in every meaning of the word. I don't know why, but I'm not going to let you go. Your mine, I-" Sherlock was interrupted by John.
"I'm not some damsel in distress Sherlock! I can take care of myself; I have been since I was six! I'm not some kind of possession to be owned, or taken", John said trying to calm himself.
Sherlock looked ashamed; he didn't mean it like that.
"John, when I say you're mine, I mean it like nobody can take you from me. You are my life; I can't afford to lose you". With that, Sherlock got up and left through the door.
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To Come-
How does Cason really feel about John?
How will the 'Walk' go?
Will John and Sherlock tell people about their relationship? Who?
When will MYSTRADE come in?!(Soon ;D)
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Lemony P.