You Couldn’t Have Loved Me Better *Private*

[Leafwing12]

John had fought off the other guy. However, he had pulled out a switchblade and had stabbed John in the side. John didng even seem to notice at first because of the adrenaline. He glanced over, seeingnthe man run off. The others scrambled away from Sherlock as well, sprinting off.

Join bkinked, setting a hand on his side. He could feel his side getting wet from the blood. He then looked over at Sherlock. “Sherlock? Are you okay?” He asked

[dannychan]

he looked at john and frowned. "you're bleeding.." he said quietly and moved to cover the would with a hand.

[Leafwing12]

John blinked, shifting a bit. “Don’t worry about it Sherlock. It’s jjst a scratch.” He said. He glanced him over, relaxing a bit. At least Sherlock didn’t seem injures. “You’re not hurt are you?” He asked

[dannychan]

he nodded. "my hands are just a little scraped up. come on, my house is a five minute walk from here.. i'll get you patched up."

[Leafwing12]

John blinked, watching him. “Sherlock that...That’s nkt nevcesary. I can patch myself up.” He said

[dannychan]

he shook his head. "no. you take the bus, which means you live farther than i do." he said. "it's fine, john."

[Leafwing12]

John blinked, looking down. “Okay...Thank you.” John murmured.

[dannychan]

he nodded and helped him up. "let me see how deep it is.."

[Leafwing12]

John blinked. He slipped up his shirt. The cut wasn’t overly deep, but it was still bleeding a bit quickly.

[dannychan]

he sighed. "ok, put your hand over it." he said.