forum Love is an incredibly curious thing indeed. (Sherlock one on one) (Closed!)

Started May 30, 2018 by Deleted user

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Johnlock romance. Nuff said.

I would love to do this but idk where it’s from. Ik the characters but yea. Is it a movie? I dont have to do it, but I am curious.

Oh… it's the show…. I was kinda hoping for another fan to join this no offense?

No, no of course! I’m not gunna join for that specific reason, but everyone talks about it so I was just curious. Thank you!

Np!

Bumping this back up to the top so it won't die.

Alrighty. I am back and crying cuz I just finished the last episode of season 2. Howcouldhehavedonethatwhycouldn’theatleasttoldjohnthathewasn‘tdeadmyheartishurtingrightnowandbtwitotallyshipjohnlockit’samazing.

Feel free to join?

Sure. Sorry about that… I had to rant real quick…

Ranting is fine. I ranted when I saw that bit too.

Lol yea, thank you. Do u have an idea of how you want this to go?

Well, who do you want to roleplay as? I kinda want to be Sherlock but if you really want to…

No that’s completely cool with me

So you're John then?

Yeah

I can just post a starter then?

Sure, that sounds good.

Sherlock decided to find John. He would give his blogger that one more miracle, to tell him he was alive. Or text him. Either one would work. But seeing John face to face would be more… more real. But where to find his faithful blogger? 221B. It was obvious. But what if John had moved out by then? The feeling of worry hit Sherlock like a tidal wave. But he had to try. Sherlock entered his old flat. (Okay sorry it's so crappy but I'm not the best at starters, forgive me.)

(No, no its good. I like it.)

As John turned a corner onto Baker Street, returning from the grocery store, he spotted someone walking into the flat. Picking up his pace he reached the door and slowly creeked it open while grabbing his old walking stick that he had kept in the hall. He could hear footsteps in the flat as he got closer, gripping his walking stick tighter as he swung the door open and hit the man in the back of his head.

(Mine was horrible sorry.)

"John! That hurt!" he yelled, turning to face his best- and only - friend.

"Is that how you greet your presumed dead friend?"

John’s eyes went wide. No. No. He’s dead. He stood there dumbstruck, beginning to glare at Sherlock. “Why?” He said through gritted teeth, letting out a shaky breath. “How could you…”

"How could I what? Oh yeah, not dead, wasn't dead, glad we cleared that up."

“Two whole years. You let me wait two whole years.” He whispered, frozen in place.

"Yes, yes, big deal. I'm here now, that's pretty good in my opinion." Sherlock said, with maximum arrogance.