Dancing Underneath The Skies of Lust *Private*

[Leafwing12]

He blinked, frowning. He kept his gaze down. "John i...I just..." he trailed off. He blinked. "I just want this to be over." Sherlock whispered, his voice breaking.

[dannychan]

he shook his head and moved to kiss his head. "your life is not your own so don't you dare touch it. remember that line? i do." he mumbled.

[Leafwing12]

Sherlock closed his eyes. He slowly leaned into John. He drew in a shaky breath, trembling a bit. He looked so broken right now. He sniffed quietly.

[dannychan]

he held him gently, kissing his head and brushing back his hair. while sherlock was in his chest, he shot sally a text. youre a real bitch you know that? all he ever wanted was to impress you all and you go calling him a freak. did you know that he wants to kill himself? and guess what? it's your fault.

[Leafwing12]

Sherlock kept close to him. He slowly wrapped his arms around John's waist. He drew in a few deep breaths to try and calm himself.

[dannychan]

john gently held him, nuzzling into his hair and beginning to him softly.

[Leafwing12]

Sherlcok closed his eyes, listening to the humming. He relaxed a bit, his grip around John loosening slightly.

[dannychan]

he kept humming, frowning softly.

[Leafwing12]

Sherlock eventually calmed down. He was breathing softly and slowly. He had fallen asleep in John's arms. He nuzzled his head into his neck.

[dannychan]

he gently lay him down but stopped. he couldn't get sherlocks arms off. he sighed and smiled, slowly laying with him.