memo; don’t save me, if you want to save me.
“In front of your bloody grave, I talked. To you.
‘You can be sulking as much as you want. You can mess our kitchen and put human’s fingers or heads or whatever in frige as much as you need.
I’d never complain and never tell you to clean that up. Never make you wash dishes, never force you eat or sleep.
I’d do anything, give you anything.
Tell me that you’re alive in any possible way you can. I’d learn even morse if that was it.
So just, please come back to Baker Street. I’m begging you. Stop being dead.
“Sherlock, at those days, I couldn’t believe that I would never be able to tell you what I had to tell you for years. I’d been beating up myself that I wasted so many chances to do it.
There are too many things that I couldn’t tell you, that I couldn’t do for you.
And one of them was protecting you. “
“I heard about what had happened to you during you’d, …been not here. Of course I did from your brother. What am I if I didn’t? And yet, I’m angry with you. Oh, so much angry with you more than ever.
Because you’d never let me protect or help you. Because you’d never thought that I’m capable of.
“John that’s far from the truth. You’ve saved my life countless times,”
“Let me just clear about that Sherlock, okay, all I’ve done to save you, are throwing away my lives.
Just as same as you, Sherlock.
Why still can’t you see? That means I would rather literally die than loosing you, living stupid life without you. Your life, is more important, than mine, to me.
And, and if, you had understood that before that day, you would have told me what you were going to do. And you’d have let me do something I could. But you had not. Because you’d never even think about it. Because I’ve never told you about it. About, how much you’ve meant to me.”
“Have you ever, even for a second, imagined how I would be, if you made me watch you falling and lying on the blood-covered pavement? I mean, have I ever asked you to protect me? By killing yourself? Have I ever made you feel that way? Have I begged you? Huh?”
“You’d never understand what I’ve been through for-“
“You’ve been through for what? Don’t you dare say it was for me because I’ve never asked to!”
“For fuck sake, everything you talk and care about is only you. How you’d feel, how much you’d hurt. You think that I’ve done this so easily? How about my feeling John.”
“After all this time you’ve been keeping telling me that you don’t know about feelings and now you want me to care about what you feel?”
“No, fuck you, Sherlock! After listening everything I talked just a fucking minutes ago, you can’t just get it. With your genius brain.
I’m not caring about me, Sherlock. I’m caring about you by telling you that I wouldn’t want a any kind of life if it didn’t have you! For my fuck sake Sherlock, you should know that. As long as you’re not caring yourself, I could never be ok. You saving my life by killing you means you pushing my back from the cliff and killing me. “
“Why does me saving you mean killing you?”
“Why doe—, are you serious? because I fucking love you idiot!”
“I don’t care how you feel about it. I know that you’re nothing like a fucking sociopath but kind, lovable man. But I’m not a stupid. I don’t expect you feel same way. This field doesn’t belongs to you. I mean romance, not a love. Because you can care about people deeply. You had literally thrown yourself for us. You love people, Sherlock.
I’d move out if you want and I’d help you finding a new flat mate and a job partner. I can keep living as long as I know that you exist in this world. Someday if I’m so lucky, I find someone to love and move on. “
“…Um anyway the point is, never do that again for anyone. Especially for me. Okay? Promise me Sherlock. …Sherlock. “
“Uh I, yes, I, I do, I promise. “
“I want you to say it out loud.”
“I never do that again for anyone.”
“Never take risk to save someone. Es-, especially you. “
“Well that’s a little…but okay I can compromise.
Um, and I’m, really sorry. For beat you up at that day, I didn’t know and observe that you’ve done that for me, for us, and even if that was not what I asked for but still I should have appreciated you. So, thank you. And I’m deeply sorry again.”
“Nah, that was, reasonable. And understandable. It’s fine.”
“Cool, then. Uh well, I gotta go. To my place I mean. Text me if you need anything. Good night, Sherlock.”
John didn’t say “see ya” or “later”.
Sherlock stunned for a while and called him back and they fucked as fuck and live happily ever after.