Where Is My Mind // Private

[Leafwing12]

After a while, Sherlock and John arrived back at the flat. Greg left them to be alone for a while. Sherlock moved inside with John. He released a ueot breath, looking at John.

After a moment, he gently rested a hand on his shoulder. He moved him over, sitting down on the couch and gently sat John down as well. He then rested a hand on John’s knee. “...John, I...I know you may not want to talk about this. But, we...Can’t ignore it forever.” Sherlock said

[dannychan]

he looked over sherlock. "what is there to talk about?"

[Leafwing12]

Sherlock glanced him over. “I...I don’t know.” He said. “Should the treatments not work and...I don’t have much longer left to live.” He nurmured, glancing at John. “I need to know that you’ll be okay if that happens.” He said

[dannychan]

he hesitated and stared at him. "of course i won't be fucking ok, because this time i know it's real."

[Leafwing12]

Sherlock looked him over. He blinked. “...John, I...” He trailed off. What the hell do you say in this situation? He gently squeezed his knee. “I know it’ll be hard on you John. But I don’t want you to....Be upset should I pass. You can grieve and mourn. But I will want you to move on with your life.” He said

[dannychan]

he looked over him and shook his head. "it's not that simple sherlock." he hissed.

[Leafwing12]

Sherlock watched him. He glanced down, rubbing his knee. “I know it’s not simple John. This stuff, it’s never simple.” He whisoered.

[dannychan]

he looked down. "oh.."

[Leafwing12]

He watched him. “...I can’t promise anything. And I won’t promise anything. Becuase I can’t say for certain and I won’t get your hopes up. Just...Just know that I will fight my hardest to stay alive.” He said

[dannychan]

he leaned into him, resting against his shoulder.