TYPE: FLUFF. ALSO PLEASE DO KNOW THAT I CHANGED THINGS ON PURPOSE. I AM VERY SORRY IF THIS WILL TROUBLE YOU. IF SO KINDLY REMOVE YOURSELF FROM THIS CHAPTER. THANK YOU.

**1 month after they met.**

SHERLOCKS POV:

I sighed in frustration and ruffled my curls. I overlooked the papers and books in loathe. "I cant understand..." I mummbled as I moved to another box of books and pictures. The chinese symbols (now numbers as we had discovered) were a major key into solving the case. But I was yet again delayed in how to discover the meaning. 'I wonder how Johns handeling this'. I looked over at John who was sitting in his chair overlooking the images. His dark blue eyes were focused on the paper and full of determination. He looked adorable in his jumper and his hair was fixed nicely, in a way I really liked. I know, love is a chemical defect found on the losing side. However John....John. He is the only one who isnt scared of me. He doesnt call me freak or strange. He actually has a vauge idea of how to understand me and deals with me. He is charming, kind-hearted and considerate. I admired him deeply, he truley was my other half. And if this was the losing side...I want to remain on it. "Sherlock"? Johns voice pulled me out of my staring and I nodded "Yes John"? He frowned in confusion "You were staring"? I regained my blank facade "I was in thought John. Have you made any luck with the symbols"? Johns frown deepend and he looked back at the images "No. I dont have the foggiest idea". John stood, his voice tired and weary. I watched as his heavy shoulders went to the mirror and looked over himself. 'He's fixing himself up. Where is he going'? I realized and wondered. Ofcourse his hair wouldnt look that nice on a normal day. Then again, John always has a way to throw me off. 'Hes trying to impress someone'. The thought filled me with heavy anxiety. I quickly thought of an excuse to find out what he was doing. "John I believe we need to step back. Grab your coat we're going for out for dinner". I hoped he wouldnt reject, I had actually been meaning to ask him on a date. My heart fluttered (impossible in anatomy terms) when he turned to me with his sweet, genuine smile. "Sorry Sherlock. But I actually have a date tonight". My (impossible) fluttering heart quickly went into a downspiral. "A date"? I asked, trying to hold my blank facade. Johns smile grew and I felt another empty pang in my stomache. "Yes. You know when two people who like eachother go out to do something fun"? As he turned back to the mirror I mumbled "Thats what I was suggesting". Johns hearty laugh made me jump as he once again turned back to me "No its not. Or atleast I hope not". My heart shattered and I felt my face slip into a heartbroken frown. I didnt care if I was loosing my facade. I dont give a damn about anything. John thinks little of me. He thinks nothing of me. And he found someone, someone who probably deserves John. I felt myself crumble form the inside out. No, my whole world was tumbling and crashing in on me. "Sherlock"?! John looked on me with shocked confusion. I tripped backwards, unable to walk. I was such a fool. Im not normal, I cant love anyone. And ofcourse John of all people would never love me. "Sherlock are you-"? "W-Who is she then, John"? My voice cracked. I turned my back, as to save some of my dignity. "Sherlock...your crying". John whispered behind me, as I heard him aproach I quickly stepped into the kitchen. I tentavily touched my face and gasped to find it wet. I was angry then. I whipped around to find John reaching out for me. "Sherlock whats wrong"? John whispered, searching my face for an answer. My face contorted in rage and agony of a heartbreak. "You". I spat. Johns face did a double take. "What? What have I done"? I threw my hands in the air and screamed "YOU! ITS ALWAYS YOU! YOU MAKE ME THIS WAY AND I CANT TAKE IT"! Johns face was slack in shock. He backed up slightly and I followed. "You drive me insane John! You throw me off and I am unable to do anything about it! I cant focus around you! And ive fallen for that! Ive fallen for you". I slammed my fists on either side of him on the counter. John, now flattened against the counter, remained silent through my rant. "But Im a freak. IM A DAMN FREAK OF NATURE! Nobody can love me. But...but I thought you did. But your too good for me. And youve foubd someone who probably deserves you..." I stopped, my voice raw from emotions and screaming. I let the tears fall willingly this time. I didnt dare look at Johns face, who was still trapped under me. I sighed "I-Im sorry John. I need to go. The flats yours. I-Ill move out before you return". The tears increased and a silent sob took over me as I stepped back. I suddenly felt something warm and soft caress my lips, taking my breathe away. My eyes widened as I realized John was infact kissing me and oh god he was actually pulling me close and kissing me. Seeing how I wasn't responsive John surprised me when he quickly flipped positions with a dominant growl. I let out a mix of a gasp and moan when he bit my lip and forced it open, then replacing it with his tongue. "John"! I gasped as he finally broke the pleasurable contact for air. I was afraid he was mocking me, going to physically harm me because this was too good to be true. But as I stared back at hum, John's eyes were clear and passionate. "Screw my date. I-" "I don't believe I want to have sexual intercourse with your date right now John. This is serious". John rolled his eyes and glared "Listen Sherlock. I...Ive wanted to say this for a very long time. And I know you're married to your work and probably dont have time for me. But I love you. And dont you dare day that you arent worthy of me. I love you and, honestly, I couldnt stop if I tried. You arent a freak, you are brilliant and gorgeouse. I admire you". As he spoke I knew he meant every word. The shuddering breathe I released was like 100 tons coming off of my chest. All I could say was this, "I love you John. I love you John. I love you John". I couldnt stop uttering that sentence as I hugged him close, placing tender kisses atop his head. I pulled away and couldnt hide my stupidly massive grin. John smirked and rolled his eyes "You are such a sappy sod. Let me go tell her it wont work and that the dates off". John pecked me once more before heading for his phone. I leaned against the counter and watched my blogger in a happy gaze. 'I love you John...forever and always....'

SORRY IF THIS STINKS!!!