Herro der my friends.

And other.

But plz be my friend.

This is a modern day Johnlock High School AU Teen!Lock it's a boarding school.

It's also not serious.

I'm educated now about AUs

Also OOC Sherlock I'm sorry!!

Let the reading BEGIN

MAY THE GAY BE EVER IN YOUR FAVOUR

I VOLUNTEER AS AUTHOR

Sorry I like references as much as the writers of Supernatural.

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John and Sherlock were best friends.

They loved each other but "No homo" *cough* all the homo *cough*

Only as (boy) friends.

Both John and Sherlock lived in the most populated place on earth.

The friendzone.

They had friendzoned each other.

What idiots friendzone each other?

But one night, John's friend Greg had decided to throw a party.

He included alcohol.

Everyone but Sherlock, Mycroft, and John got drunk.

"Hey... Guyss*hic*sssss lest all play Bottle game with the closet and minutes and *some sort of kissing noise*." Greg slurred, completely wasted.

They all agreed and somehow John and Sherlock were pulled in.

They all say down. Other than the passed out people. And the ones making out.

"Okey I'll spin frist. I get... Andeebun? And he's just passed out... Okay Molly you go."

And the game continued for a long time. Mycroft and Greg ended up making out.

Without spinning the bottle.

But finally... It was Sherlock's turn.

Sherlock closed his eyes. He did not want it to land on someone he didn't like.. So like everyone.

Except John.

"Ooooooo..." The group chorused.

Sherlock hesitantly opened his eyes.

It had landed on... John!! (A/N what a surprise.) Well in between them so... Seven minutes in heaven.

(A/N cringing at my writing rn.)

Sherlock mentally sighed in relief and also felt the familiar feeling of butterflies as they walked into the closet.

"Fancy meeting you here." John chuckled as they stood awkwardly.

"Same to you." Sherlock replied.

There was an awkward silence. (A/N *Silence sort of sits there awkwardly* "Should I leave or...?")

"Sherlock?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you." (A/N Wow John you sure know how to be smooth.)

"I love you too no homo right?"

"No. All the homo. I'm literally in love with you and I understand if that makes you feel-"

John was cut off with the feeling of Sherlock's lips on his.

(A/N Haha I still suck so badly at writing.)

John was taken by surprise at this sudden action. But soon his mind was set on autopilot and he just kissed back with all the feelings he had hidden.

Their lips moved together in perfect sync.

Sherlock's hands rested on John's waist while John's found their way into Sherlock's hair.

Soon enough Sherlock's tongue slipped over John's bottom lip, asking for entrance.

John gladly obliged and their tongues danced in heated passion.

John gasped as he felt Sherlock's cold fingertips on his sides, just under the bottom of his shirt.

Sherlock then shoved John unceremoniously against the door, his knee in between John's thighs.

He then slowly pulled his lips away from John's and moved to kiss down his jaw and then his neck.

John tried, and failed, to keep back a moan.

Sherlock bit and sucked at the base of John's neck, leaving a purple love bite and claiming John as his own.

Suddenly the door whipped open and they both fell out. Sherlock on top of John.

A few people made jokes about "Coming out of the closet." While others just said "So Sherlock's tops." And the rest cat called.

The boys blushed and got up.

"Hey John?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you too. All the homo."

"All the homo."

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I'm sorry for sucking.

And writing cringeworthy stories.

I know.

Signed,
The Queen™

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