Loving the Sociopath.

Boyfriend's

Sherlock's POV.

Jawn didn't seem too happy about Eurus, he looked rather disappointed. I can't blame him but I need to talk to her. Hopefully she hasn't escaped.

"Why Eurus? Of all people why her? She hates me, she wants to kill me. I thought you loved me. Is this your way of showing love? Taking me to see the one person that hates me?" John was wrong.
"No. She only hates you because she knows you like me. She's protective, she doesn't want to see me hurt...with a hurt heart. I don't think she cares much about my physical health. And she's not the only person that hates you."
"Who? Who else hates me?? I need to know!" John didn't need to know.
"People we know. Right on time." Mycroft's car pulled to the curb, John and I climbed in the back.
"Why are we going to see Mycroft?" John, John, Jawn.
"We need a helicopter to get to Eurus don't we? Also I need a smoke, Mrs. Hudson hid my cigarettes and nicotine patches...and mum invited us for dinner, at Mycroft's. Won't stay long though, we've got to see Eurus."

John fell asleep not even halfway there. We ran over a bump, he woke up slightly, laid his head on my shoulder and fell back asleep. I rested my head on his and drifted off.

I awoke when we arrived.
"John we're here, wake up." I whispered and tapped him on the shoulder then gave him a kiss on his forehead.
"Do we have to go inside? Mycroft's mean." John whispered back.
"I'm afraid so, let's go love." He's so cute when he just wakes up.

"Sherlock! Oh my! Sweet little John too, what a pleasant surprise! Sherlock why don't you come help me and Greg in the kitchen?" Mum is quite fond of John.
"Who's Greg? And why can't Mycroft help him?" I don't recall ever meeting a 'Greg'.
"Mr. Lastrade you remember him don't you? He's Mycroft's boyfriend! Don't you know?" Mum always was so naive.
"No, mum his name is Graham." This was correct for I had known Lastrade for a long while now, 8 years now I think.
"Um, Sherl his name is Greg." I don't know about that, but I'll call him by this name if it makes John happy.
"Oh and I see that you have yourself a boyfriend? Yes?" So straight forward.
"Yes I do. Please call him by his name rather than 'Sherlocks boyfriend'. I'm going to help Lastrade now. I'll talk to you later mum. John please make yourself at home."

I walked into the kitchen and there was 'Greg', stirring a bowl of what looked like brownie batter.
"Hello Sherlock, I suppose you've heard?"
"Yes I have and I'm disappointed you didn't tell me. So I won't tell you the news I have." Now he would be wondering, and feel bad. Which he should, such news gone untold to a dear friend.
"Oh I'm sorry Sherlock, I didn't think you would care. Would you please tell me the news? I really am sorry." I could tell he was, so why not?
"Well, I've got a boyfriend too." I smirked, now he would have to guess.
"Oh you and John finally got together?" Was it really that obvious?
"Well, yes. Yesterday afternoon actually. How long have you and Mycroft been together?"
"Sense last month. That's good for you guys! Have you gone on a date yet?" Last month!! How dare they not tell me for that long! I will have a word with Mycroft!
"Does this count? Being here together for a meal?" I don't think it does.
"Not really. We should go on a double date when you're done with this case! Where should we go?"
"That sounds like fun. Maybe to the bar a couple blocks down from Baker Street? John likes that place." Yes this sounds like fun I would love to go on a date with John.

"SHERLOCK!" John.