One on one RP (Closed but you can stalk)

(idk, i was thinking that maybe john walks in on sherlock fighting some person and he's like wat. but idk)

(I like ur idea better)

(I like ur idea better)

(Let us begin then!)

(okey, i might have to go soon tho. i can start.)

(kk)

Intense violin playing

(Hello?)

"Mrs Hudson?!" John hollered through the closed door. "It's John! I was just going to pick up something!" He tried knocking again, already feeling uneasy. It had been ages since he'd been back to the flat, he didn't know how much more he could take. He was just about to give up and try calling her when suddenly he heard a noise coming from the building.
It can't be. John's blood ran cold. With shaking hands, he peeled back the doormat revealing the extra key, It's impossible.
John lifted the key to the lock and with a familiar click, the door unlocked and opened. He sprinted up the stairs, two at a time, his breathing was ragged as he tried to keep his tears at bay. he reached the top of the stairs and tried to stand as the floor seemed to sway at under his feet.
He was alive.

(sorry my comp is super slow and doesn't post for like a minute)

"Hello John. Where are my nicotine patches?" Sherlock stopped playing.

(sorry my comp is super slow and doesn't post for like a minute)

(Lol it's fine)

"Oh, right, and how have you been? It's been a year since I last saw you."

John wanted to scream. He wanted to scream, and cry, and kiss him, and hug him, and punch him. John settled for the last option. "Why-you!" He lunged at Sherlock and punched him square in the nose.

(ahhh i gtg)

"John, that hurt. I'm deeply offended. Dying was boring."

(ahhh i gtg)

(Bye how soon will you be back?)

(idkkk bye)

(idkkk bye)

(Bye! Like roughly an hour or???)

"And besides, I care about you."

( I really don't know seeyoaooaa)

( I really don't know seeyoaooaa)

(Bye!)

(Me: Just waiting and eating scrambled eggs. And being bored.)

(hElO)

hoi.

"John, I'm here now. What more Do you need from me?"

"I don't know!" John screamed in frustration. "Maybe an apology and explanation for why and how you've tortured me for the past year?!"

"I-" Sherlock's voice broke. He pulled John in for a hug that lasted several minutes.

John finally gave in and let the tears fall.
"I missed you," John whispered. "So much."
He hugged Sherlock tightly, not wanting this to be a dream and silently thanked the universe for this.

"I will never leave again, I promise."

"I missed you more than you could ever know."