sherlock walked out of john's office with the stack of papers, going to the copier. he set the stack of papers to the side and took the first sheet off thetop, starting the long process of making copies for john. once he'd finish the copies, he'd take them back to the office then staple the paapers that needed to be stapled then sort them and what not. it was all in the job of an intern and even though everyone knew about them, sherlock chose to do the work because it beat sitting and listening to molly go on and on about her recent break up. the copier ran out of ink and sherlock sighed. he walked to to supply closet, noticing tyler was in john's office as he walked past. he grabbed a few blocks of ink then made his way back to the copier, hearing john and tyler laughing about something. he ignored his thoughts and changed out the ink quickly, getting the copying process back on again.

once he finished copying, he stacked all the papers neatly in a pile then went back to john's office, freezing in the door way. john was pushed up against the wall by tyler, and john didn't mind. sherlock dropped all the papers he copied into the bin then grabbed his coat quickly, sprinting out of the office. he crossed the street quickly and started speed walking, putting his hood on and walking into the main section of town. he light a cigeratte as he walked angrily. he knew john would do it. he did it on mary and he was just waiting for him to do it on him. it was all bullshit to sherlock. the love, the trust, just everything was bullshit at this point. he held the tears back as he walked because he never cried about someone. he never did and john wasn't going to be the first person he cried over. it was his own fault any ways. he let himself fall for john. he let himself do it and it was a mistake.

sherlock kept walking until he got to the park. from there he went through the woods until he couldn't hear the noise of the town then found a small clearing and laid down. he felt his pocket for his phone but then he remembered it was at the office, which was a good thing because he was just going to turn it off any ways. he took the pack of cigerattes out of the pocket inside his coat and looked at the ones he had left. there were only three left so he took it out one and lit it, relaxing into the grass underneath him, watching the clouds move in the sky.

"fucking idiot." sherlock said to himself. "you're a fucking idiot, sherlock holmes." he said and lifted the cigeratte, taking a long, hard drag.

once it started to get dark was when sherlock found his way through the woods. he had laid out there for close to seven hours and decided it was time to go face john. he stopped at a small shop and bought a new pack of cigerattes before walking to john's flat. sherlock unlocked the door and closed it behind him, watching john spring up from the couch with a glass of scotch in his hand. john watched sherlock as he walked over to the dining table, laying his coat of the chair.

"you kissed tyler." sherlock stated as he looked at the table, seeing his phone laying on top of john's things.

"she kissed me." john said. "i would never kiss her. i'm dating you!"

"yeah, well you were married to mary." sherlock said as he looked at john. "you were married to her and then you slept with me."

"it was hardly even a marriage." john said.

"you were still married! it was only a matter of time before you cheated on me!"

john walked over to sherlock and set his glass down, grabbing a hold of sherlock's hands. "i would never cheat on you."

sherlock looked down at their hands and thought he should let john explain himself. "then what was that in your office?" he asked and looked up at john.

"i was going over contracting work for the lab and then i got up to go see if you were finishing the copies and then she pushed me aginst the wall and kissed me. i pushed her away, believe me, but she just came back." john explained.

"did she?" sherlock asked, pulling his hands out of john's and taking a step back. "did she really?"

"yes!" john exclaimed. he pushed his coat off his laptop then opened it, logging in and pulling up the cctv from his office (which he only had acess to). "look." he said and showed sherlock the feed.

sherlock watched it then played it again, making sure nothing was wrong. the date and time were right, so john wasn't lying.

"i fired her." john said as he walked over to sherlock again. "i would never cheat on you, trust me, love." he said and cupped sherlock's cheeks.

"i do trust you." sherlock said softly and backed away from john again. "i'm going to take a bath to just think." he said then turned around, walking to john's bedroom. he went to the bathroom and started a bath, sitting on the side of the tub as it filled. once the bath was filled he got in and just sat there, thinking about john.

john finished off his glass then waited a few minutes before walking to his room. he stood in front of the bathroom door before knocking on it softly. "can i come in?" he asked through the door.

"i don't know." sherlock responded, barely loud enough for john to hear.

"are you mad?" john asked and leaned against the frame.

"i don't know that either. i feel like i should be mad, but i honestly just feel hurt." sherlock said.

john put his hand on the knob and turned it, seeing that it wasn't locked. "i'm coming in."

"okay." sherlock said softly.

john opened the door the shut it slightly walking over to the tub. he sat on the edge of it and looked down at sherlock who had his knees pulled up to chest, hugging himself. "do you want to be over?" john asked softly.

sherlock shook his head. "no."

"then what's up?" he asked. "we went through everything already."

sherlock shrugged. "i feel tired, but i'm not tired." he said.

john pushed sherlock's curls off his forehead, feeling it. "you're burning up. have you been feeling alright?" he asked as he retracted his hand.

sherlock looked up at john. "my stomach has been hurting, but it's fine."

john scoffed and got up, going to the sink. "every thing is fine because you don't know how to take care if yourself." he said as he opened a drawer, diging through it until he found a thermometer.

"i take care of myself. i eat two meals a day and sleep like a normal person." sherlock said as he watched the man.

"barely." john scoffed as he stuck the thermometer in sherlock's mouth. "don't touch it." he said firmly then watched the boy lower his hand. it went off and john took the thermometer out of sherlock's mouth and read it. "hundred and one." he said them tossed the thermometer into the sink. "you, love, are indeed sick."

sherlock rolled his eyes and sighed. "great," he said sarcastically.

john chuckled softly and felt his cheek with the back of his hand. "poor baby." he said in a pouty voice.

sherlock grabbed john's wrist and caught him off gaurd, pulling him into the tub with a splash.

"you little twat!" john laughed, splashing sherlock a bit.

sherlock laughed, smiling widely. "that made me feel a bit better."

"did it really?" john asked in an annoyed tone. "you got me soaking." john said as he got out of the tub, standing there as water dripped from his clothes.

sherlock smiled and looked at the man as he stood up. "you have more clothes." he said as he wrapped a towel around his waist, stepping out of the tub.

john grinned and pulled the boy to him, holding him tight as he tickled him.

sherlock laughed and tried to get out of john's grip. "john, stop!" he squealed.

"this what you get for pulling me into the bath!" john chuckled.

"no, seriously!" sherlock said, loosing the happiness in his voice. "i'm going to puke!"

john instantly let go of sherlock and watched him go to the toilet, curling over it then throwing up. john got the empty glass off the sink counter and filled it, giving it to sherlock once he finished. once sherlock drank the water, john helped him into bed. he changed quickly then went to the kitchen, getting a water bottle, taking it back to sherlock. he crouched down to sherlock then set the water bottle on the night stand, running a hand through sherlock's hair. "have you eaten today?"

sherlock shook his head, whining softly.

john got got up and went into the bathroom, getting the bin then setting it next to the bed. he went back into to then kitchen and looked around the cupboards, finding some apple sauce. he got two of the small cups then a spoon, carrying them to the bedroom.

"i threw up." sherlock said softly, sitting up. he grabbed the water and opened it, sipping it.

"eat some of this." john said and handed the cups and spoon to sherlock. he picked up the bin and carried it to the bathroom, cleaning it out. this was going to be a long weekend.