What If I'm Not (Fic Continued ...)

In confessing to Sherlock why he's not o.k., John thinks he will push away the one person he loves and cares about most ...

For how could such a confession not?

But what if Sherlock had no idea what John was going through … until now? And knowing … he takes his time, gently … slowly … to show John that he is listening … ? And that he’s been here waiting … the whole time …

Letters:

(Correspondence Fix it Fic)

NEW LETTER IS UP!

Excerpt:

Harry called me. Last week. Did I tell you?

             Well, she texted, and I called her … 

They’re doing well. Her and Clara. 

Absolute shit brother for not having kept in touch with her. To be honest, I’d given their relationship up for a lost cause … knowing the Watson history. Guess that speaks volumes about me?

She asked about you.  How you were doing. Before she asked about Mary, and how I'm coping … 

Probably knew I wasn’t about to answer. I needed another shot in my glass for that. Something stronger than hotel conference room coffee. And you know what I kept thinking? I was so happy for her … so proud! And yet, all I said was ‘good for you’ … 

                                 Good for you.

Like she’d won high marks on a test? Or adopted a puppy.

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They decided to walk. The weather was the same as everyday but the air between them was charged. They walked closer to each other, John practically glued on Sherlock's side and their arms linked.

Sherlock keeps quiet when in mood but today he was calm, and John wasn't complaining, he rather loved this companionable silence that falls between them easily.

He loves the easy intimacy which falls between them too. God knows they both have suffered a lot differently, what with Sherlock going round the world to destroy Moriarty's network and John grieving for his friend (who he secretly loved) for two years.

John was so shocked, surprised and mostly angry when he had seen the scars on Sherlock's back and he felt so awful and guilty by the way he had reacted when Sherlock showed up at his doorsteps. He had punched (avoiding the nose) the man and cried on Sherlock's chest. Confessing his love that very night because he was so high on emotions and very tired of everything.

Sherlock had gently lifted his chin and murmured, "It's okay, John, I'm here now, I'm not going anywhere, promise," and kissed him, saying that he returned the sentiment. That he loves John too.

It has been easy from there, John moved back to 221 B with Sherlock, but this time they only needed one bedroom, much to Mrs. Hudson's delight. Their landlady was so happy for them and chided them for being stubborn and congratulated them with a 'I knew it' smile.

Well, they both adore Mrs. H.

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John entered the kitchen, freshly showered and dressed into one of the finest shirts (he has in wardrobe) coupled with matching trousers.

He frowned when Sherlock thrusted the cuppa into his hand (he too had changed into his usual attire from dressing gown) and walked away in the living room.

John followed him (cup in his hands).

"Alright, Sherlock?" 

"Hmm, yeah, fine," said Sherlock, and slumped into his chair.

"You sure?" pushed John as he took his seat in his chair.

"John!" whined Sherlock, "I despite repeating myself."

John feigned a frown, "oh! Is that so, genius?"

Sherlock rolled his eyes and huffed.

John chuckled, "You look so adorable when you pout, you know that, Sherlock?" 

Sherlock groaned and John sipped his tea.

"Tea is perfect, as always , sweetheart," John mused.

Sherlock looked at John from the corner of his eyes as John further relaxed into his seat.

John watched as Sherlock picked his violin and bow up and started to play a soothing melody. John found out that playing violin helps Sherlock to stay focused and calm his nerves down. And moreover, John loves it when Sherlock plays violin. The detective often plays John's favorite composition or songs when John is in a foul mood to cheer him up.

John just loves this man with all he has.

So, John listened while sipping the perfect tea as Sherlock played the instrument with expertise (as always).

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