John was thinking he thought a lot recently but he was thinking of Sherlock not his usual thoughts but thoughts he could only describe as fantasies.
He was confused.
Did he have attractions to Sherlock, he needed answers, he had approached the door of 221B, he inserted his key and opened the door.
Sherlock was on the stairs crouching.
He looked like he had been but the smile on his face as John opened the door said a different story.
"John do you love me"
He blurted out.
"What on heavens are you on about"
I exclaimed.
"I love you not in the friend way I feel a physical attraction do you feel the same John"
He Said closing the front door.
"Sher....I think so"
I stuttered out.
Sherlock spun around and grabbed my shoulders pushed his lips to mine and pulled away smiling.
I didn't realise I was to, until I was upstairs.
Sherlock was in the kitchen he was searching for something.
"I found it"
He showed me a case.
"It's the perfect case you need when you are in love"
I smiled.
