Third person POV:

Sherlock and John rode in a rather tense silence, Sherlock knew why John wasn't talking. He was upset, Sherlock was just being protective of his friend but..

Sherlock looked over at John, the blondes eyes were closed. Sherlock swallowed harshly and very gingerly lifted his hand, the brunette rested his hand on Johns shoulder.

"John.. I'm sorry." John opened his eyes and looked at Sherlock, it wasn't what Sherlock had expected at all. The brunette had expected Johns eyes to he filled sigh hate and fury, hurt and spite.. But, to Sherlocks surprise and utter shock, Johns eyes were filled with understanding and the pure look and definition of friendship. John whispered hoarsely,

"It's ok Sherlock, it's ok.. I know why you didn't listen to me, and I know why you texted your brother." Sherlock looked at John shocked, then John whispered weakly,

"Thank you Sherlock." Sherlock looked at John and asked, genuinely surprised.

"For what?" John chuckled weakly and said, turning his head to look Sherlock squarely in the eyes,

"Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for trying to protect me. Thank you for being you Sherlock. Thank you." John smiled genuinely, then turned to look out the window, leaving Sherlock shocked and bewildered.

The car arrived at the campus, it was about 2 in the afternoon now so the boys decided it would be best if they hung out in their dorm room. The boys walked to their dorm, the numbers 221B sticking out on the glossed over black door. John unlocked the door and it swung open melodramatically, the items they had bought earlier in the day were sitting neatly in their designated bags at the foot of both boys beds.

But one thing stood out

A midnight black box with red satin wrapped around it sat on the foot of johns bed, everything else had been cleared away so it was the only thing on the queen sized bed, save the sheets and blankets. A red envelope sat on the top of the box, the words John Watson writing in beautiful cursive. John walked over and lifted up the envelope cautiously, then opened it. He pulled out a small stack of starch paper, the smell of older, musty books and newspaper ink floated from the papers.

John read and he let out a harsh and forced snort, though it came out rather nervous and shocked. He set down the papers, then lifted up the box and opened it carefully, the satin falling to the hardwood floor gracefully. He reached into the box and pulled out a much smaller black box and opened it. The blondes brow furrowed almost immediately, he reached into the smaller box and pulled out an obviously extremely expensive watch, it was silver, the sound of an extremely faint, yet slightly reassuring tick tick tick floated from the watch. John flipped it over and Sherlock noticed an engraving on the back of the watch. John read the engraving quickly, then stuffed the watch into the smaller box, walked over to his nightstand swiftly and stuffed the box into one of the few drawers. John walked back over and stuffed the letters back into the envelope, then tossed it over to his desk, across the room. John collapsed onto his bed and breathed out, his voice a hoarse whisper,

"Christ.." John stood up, grabbed his pajama bottoms and a white t-shirt, then vanished into the bathroom, leaving sherlock in the dorm, his genius mind ripping itself apart.

Sherlock suddenly realized something and dove for the bags at the foot of his own, (and pretty much untouched) bed, then dug through the bags until he found it. He walked over to johns nightstand and set the gift down, then returned to his bed, swiftly and extremely quickly, the brunette changed into his regular gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt. He collapsed onto his bed, ruffling and wrinkling the covers as he did, then got into his signature thinking stance. (You know which one.)

John exited the bathroom and immediately noticed it.

A medium sized, probably glass hedgehog was sitting next to his lamp. The hedgehog was sitting with, what looked like a laptop in front of it. John smiled widely and looked over at Sherlock, then walked over and collapsed into his bed, clicking off the lamp and smiling one last time before falling into a much deserved sleep.

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