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TYPE: FLUFF. THERE ISNT REALLY ANGST, BUT THERE ARE MENTIONS OF THE FEAR OF BEING ABUSED? SO IF THATS A TRIGGER THEN PLEASE DONT READ.

This idea came from ExploringUranus_.

JOHN'S POV

I angrily slammed the door behind us. Sherlock sat down and sighed. "John." He said warningly. I scoffed. "Dont John me. You know what you did." We had just gotten off a case. Sherlock almost got both of us killed when he didnt follow my orders. Sherlock stood and walked into the kitchen. "Are we really doing this?" I followed him into the kitchen and nodded. "Yes."

"John the killer was going to shoot someone, I had to do it." I huffed. "But if you wouldve just LISTENED to me we could have caught him faster and without risking anyones life." I grew infuriated at Sherlocks look of arrogance. "It was the best solution-" "NO IT WASNT!" I yelled back. Sherlock set his tea cup down with a small shake. I didnt really think about it because he was talking again. "Yes it was." I growled. "No it WASNT. You think your so superior and that your better than everyone else! Well newsflash Sherlock YOU ARENT!" I screamed.

His eyes went dark with something of hate. I started again. "Just because you are intellegent doesnt mean you can IGNORE PEOPLES ORDERS!! Listen to people and you might actually find that OTHER PEOPLE CAN BE RIGHT!" I slammed my fists unto the table in frustration. Sherlock suddenly flinched and backed away.

I gaped. "Sherlock...did you just flinch?" He shook his head defiantly. "No." I took a quick step forward and he flinched again. "Sherlock...are you afraid of me?" He shook his head again, but his eyes told a different story. That wasnt hate in his eyes...it was pure terror. I felt disgust well up inside of me. I turned quickly and grabbed my coat. "John-!" I shut the door and cut off his sentence.

I raced down the stairs and exited the building...

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SHERLOCKS POV

I ruffled my curls in frustration. I hadnt meant to flinch, in my mind I knew that John would never hurt me. But my body connected his aggression to the other times he has hit me in the past and gave a knee-jerk reaction.

I grabbed my phone and typed a quick message.

John, please come back. I didnt mean to flinch.

-SH

I waited impatiently for his reply and nervously sipped my tea. When he didnt reply I sent another message.

John come back.

-SH

I waited again, but still got no reply. I started to frequently text him.

John where are you?

-SH

JOHN.

-SH

I didnt mean to. It was a knee-jerk reaction from my body. I know that you would never hurt me.

-SH

John get your ass back home now.

-SH

John? Im calling Mycroft.

-SH

Im coming home.

-JW

I sighed in reliefe and set my phone down. I ruffled my curls again and paced the floor in anticipation.

I heard the door swing open and I raced to it. "John?" I frowned at the forsaken looking man. He looked at me sadly. "Sherlock..." I stepped aside and let him in.

I tried to step towards him, but he backed away. I frowned. "John please-" "Am I really that horrible to you?" He interrupted me. I shook my head. "No, it was just a knee-jerk reaction." John paced. "Was it though? Ive hit you in the past before when I was angry, havent I?" The self-loathing in his voice was heartbreaking.

I took another slow step and shook my head. "John its fine. Ive hit you in the past too, remember?" John hung his head in his hands and plopped down unto the couch. I slowly sat beside him. "I-I never mean to hurt you." His hoarse voice almost brought me to tears. "J-John-." "I will never harm you again." His glazed eyes met my own. "I swear that I will never harm you again. No matter what happens."

A small tear slid as we embraced eachother. "I love you." The words slipped before I could stop them. However, John didnt freeze or hesitate. "I love you too." I felt warmer as I pulled him closer, letting him craddle me...

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