Taken By Surprise [Johnlock] [Omegaverse]

Chapter One

(Tues 20:43)

Sherlock, I need your help. -JW

(Tues 20:43)

Who is this? -SH

(Tues 20:44)

John. -JW

(Tues 20:47)

John, as in John Watson? -SH

(Tues 20:47)

Yes. Please, I know it's late but I need your help. -JW

(Tues 20:55)

What's wrong? -SH

(Tues 20:55)

My daughter is missing. -JW

(Tues 20:56)

Please. I can't find her. She'd usually be back by half three and it's nearly nine... I'm freaking out. -JW

(Tues 21:05)

So, you need my help? -SH

(Tues 21:05)

Yes. I need your help, Sherlock. -JW

(Tues 21:06)

We need to talk further. Where can we meet? -SH

(Tues 21:06)

My house, please. In case she comes back. Harry is out looking right now. Lestrade's helping too... -JW

(Tues 21:07)

[Address] Here. -JW

(Tues 21:10)

Okay. I will be there in 20 minutes -SH

(Tues 21:11)

Thank you. -JW

(Tues 21:25)

Please hurry. -JW

(Tues 21:34)

Outside -SH

John took a breath, extremely nervous about seeing Sherlock after such along time. Not only was Sherlock the only person he had truly loved but he couldn't get the tall, handsome Alpha out of his mind. He clearly remembered the last time he had seen him and it made his head spin.

He was spread out on the sofa, limbs everywhere, like an octopus capturing its prey wearing his dressing gown over a freshly pressed white shirt and super slim fit pair of trousers. He hung his head over the arm of the sofa, his unique eyes latching onto John just as he entered the living room.

John's heart beat faster as he caught Sherlock staring at him as he went by his daily routine. He could see that Sherlock really wanted to scent him, make sure that no one could touch because they were not bonded but John wouldn't let him like every other day that he went to work. Not only because he felt uncomfortable letting Sherlock rub his scent onto him but also because he knew he would break down, knowing that it would be the last time that Sherlock would ever touch him.

So John quickly said his goodbyes to Sherlock before going to work, trying to force the sharp, bitter feeling back as he went to work and acted like everything was normal. His inner Omega screamed at him, telling him that he was making a mistake but he knew he wasn't. He just had to ignore the voice because that his inner Omega thought was the least of his concerns...

But it wasn't the last time. Sherlock was right there, in front of his house, waiting for him to open the door and let him in. Despite the history between the pair and the panic that overwhelmed him at the thought of seeing Sherlock again, John's concern for his daughter overtook every possible thought that went through his head.