Happy Little Pill

2

+John+

John got detention one day. It was a Tuesday, his least favourite day of the week, so it didn't really come as a surprise to him.

It happened in a hallway, against a locker. John had pulled away, breathing hard. Good kisser, he thought about the person leaning on the metal doors.

"Public displays of affection are prohibited at this school," the teacher had told him.

"Fuck you," John had said, and walked himself to the office.

Sherlock was in detention with him, propping his feet up on the desk behind John. He caught a smell of cigarettes, and dark chocolate. It matched Sherlock, he thought.

"John," Sherlock said, all baritone and velvet and smooth. "John, what brings you here?" He took a long drag.

"I kissed someone. In the hallway."

Sherlock exhaled and raised an eyebrow.

"It was a boy-those homophobic dicks, they were terrified."

Sherlock said nothing. Was he...

"Oh, good job, John." Sherlock's pale lips curled upwards, like a smile but not quite there. "I've been wanting to do that for a while now."

John allowed himself a small smile and a huff of laughter. "Yeah."

"Would you like a smoke?"

John shook his head. "No," he said. "But looks fun."

+Sherlock+

It wasn't fun.

It wasn't fun at all.

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oh my chuck i really haven't updated in while and when i do it's with short and crappy chapter. sorry! ily guys always and next time will be better (and sooner, hopefully)

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