he blinked, slowly sitting down on the chair. Alright. Maybe Sherlock didnt know what he was trying to do. he blinked, glancing down for a moment before looking at him. "Are you alright Sherlock? I mean...You were just drugged a while ago." He murmured.
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He frowned a bit. That wasn't really reassuring, but it's Sherlock. Nothing is normal with him. He'd learned that for the day he's been with him. He nodded. "Well, uh, take it easy for the rest of the night." He murmured.
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He sighed. "Sherlock, you were drugged. You need your rest." He said. "I'm sure this is new to you, having someone tell you what to do, but I'm only saying this because I care about your well being." He said.
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He watched him. "...Well, perhaps it's time you start taking some of their advice, yeah?" He asked. He gave him a faint smile.
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John sighed. "No, but its safe. And after tonight, I'd prefer if my flat mate were to remain safe." He said.
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He watched him. "I'm aware of this Sherlock. And as your flat mate and army doctor, I feel it's my responsibility to eliminate as much danger as I can from your life. I know I cant prevent all of it. But I'm willing to prevent as much as I can." He said.
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He watched him, sighing. "There's other ways to entertain yourself then risking your life." He said. He glanced down.
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He laughed quietly. "No, no that wasn't what I was suggesting." he said. He glanced at him. "And...I know you wouldn't. You aren't one for violence." he said.
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He watched him. "You don't seem the type to punch someone, let alone me." He said.
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He blinked. "You're enjoying this, aren't you? Seeing others be wrong so you can be the smart one in the room." He said.
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John laughed quietly. "Figures. You're not satisfied until you are." He murmured.
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It was around an hour later. They decided to walk back to the house instead of taking a cab. John glanced up, looking at the stars for a moment before glancing back down. He smiled softly.
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He blinked, glancing at him. "...Well, I'm happy, Sherlock. Actually...Happy. Since I came home from the military, I've been contemplating suicide. But...Things are different now." He said.
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He looked at him, his smile faltering a bit. "...You've been suicidal too?" he asked quietly.
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He blinked, watching him. He stopped walking after a moment, gently grabbing Sherlock's wrist. He looked up at him. "...I want you to know something, Sherlock. You are not a freak. Alright?" He asked quietly. "Far from it. Are you a bit different then others? Yes. But that's alright. Not everyone is alike. It's alright you're the way you are." He said. He blinked. "And I want you to know you're not alone anymore." He said.
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Eren blinked, looking away. He blinked, shifting and leaning against the wall, trying to stand up.
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He blinked, slowly releasing his wrist. He probably wasn't comfortable with physical contact. He blinked, looking up at him. "I mean that, Sherlock. I want you to know that you can open up to me about anything. I'm here for you. Not just as a flat mate, but as a friend." he said.
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Eren winced, gritting his teeth in pain. He looked at him. "Levi...We can't stay here." He said.
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He looked at him in confusion, a bit shocked from the sudden change of topic. He blinked. "Uhm...No." He murmured. "Thanks, I guess." He said.
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He blinked, looking at him. "I've been like this for the past few days, Levi. They haven't been working." He whispered.