Haunted by the Ghost of You *Private*

[Leafwing12]

It had been a month since Sherlock came back from his fake suicide. Everyone knew he was back now.
But, not everyone was please. John was anything but happy. Even if he was, he was still pissed at Sherlock for lying to him. But, if that's what made John happy, who was Sherlock to try to change that? John's happiness and safety was the only thing Sherlock lived for anymore. Cases had come second on his mind.

John was with Mary, and since the day he came back to tell John he was alive, he hadn't seen John since then. He didn't blame him. He wasn't going to chase after John. Mary made him happy. And he wasn't going to change that.

Sherlock was currently sitting on a bench in a small park in London. He was staring down at the ground, his hands clasped together. Now that he came back, he was surrounded by Lestrade and the rest down at Scotland yard. Mycroft visited him more. Mrs. Hudson practically mothered him now more so then usual. But despite that, he felt more alone then he ever had. Sherlock sighed, running a hand through his hair before looking up. 

[dannychan]

i'll post later bc,, i'm lazy

[Leafwing12]

(Alright)

[dannychan]

john, despite having mary, felt.. lonely. just like sherlock. he would go on walks in the park late at night, leave money for a homeless man that slept on one of the benches. he sighed, walking along and rubbing his hands together as he walked.

[Leafwing12]

Sherlock glanced around, his gaze soon landing on John. He stared at him sikentky. He wanted to say something to him. But waht could he say? He was getting married soon. Hehad no time for Sherlock anymore. He blinked, keeping his gaze locked on John. He felt a sudden overwhelming feeling clutching at his chest. He blinked, shifting his gaze away from John.

Soon a familiar stinging had entered his eyes. He gritted his teeth, angrily wiping away the tears. That's all he had been doing for the past two weeks was cry when he wasn't doing small cases with Lestrade. He was sick of it. He couldn't change what had happened so there's no sense getting upset over it.

He soon stood up, moving away from the bench, his gaze downcast.

[dannychan]

he looked up and blinked. "sherlock..?"

[Leafwing12]

Sherlock stopped walking when he heard John's voice. He didn't look at him though. "...Hey John. What are you doing here?" Sherlock asked, keeping his back to John.

[dannychan]

he blinked. "i always go on walks now.."

[Leafwing12]

He blinked. "Oh....How's Mary?" He asked, finally turning a bit to look at John. He silently looked him over.

[dannychan]

he smiled slightly. "she's.. fine. a little bossy but what woman isn't at times?"