Nothing Like Love and Everything Like a Phoenix

Chapter Thirteen

"Sherlock. We shouldn't be doing this."

"Why not?"

"What if someone sees us?"

"You're the one who wanted me to prove this to you."

"Not in your car." John hissed.

"My brother's car actually."

"That makes it worse."

Sherlock sighed and sat up. His legs were on either side of John's hips and his hair was a complete mess. His eyes were a crystal blue now, and they scanned over John in a familiar way. Simply a week without Sherlock had been too much. John felt like he needed to absorb every inch of him.

He didn't know what about this moment made him remember, but he thought about the dare. Surely, it wasn't important now, but John still wanted to tell him.

"Do you know why I said yes to you when you asked me to go on a ride?"

Sherlock cocked his head, "I would actually try and answer that, except it's probably for a reason I don't expect."

John's smile lasted a fraction of a second, "I don't think it's even important to bring this up after this long, but, a couple of days before you asked me, Molly wanted me to get to know you."

"She seems like the prying type."

John glared at him, "She isn't the only one, you know. The entire school wants to know what's behind Sherlock Holmes."

"Except you?"

"Especially me. Of course I want to know."

"So, she knows about this?"

"I'm not an idiot, Sherlock."

"You could be."

"Christ, Sherlock! I'm not trying to fight with you. I don't tell her anything. I don't want to tell her anything, even though she's always saying how she's worried about me since I'm with you."

"Is that supposed to make me feel guilty?"

"No, Sherlock."

John tugged his arm until he laid back down, pushing his face into John's neck. John didn't like that Sherlock put up his guard so easily. He wished they would get past...whatever this was.

"Hey, Sherlock?"

"Hey, what?"

"I want to be with you because I like you, not because of some stupid dare."