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~~~(Sherlock)~~~
I sneak down the hall to John's flat after him and Lestrade go to talk. I press my ear to the door. I hear Lestrade talking.
"Second, do you like Sherlock? More than a friend?" Lestrade asked John.
"First, congrats! Secondly, I honestly don't know. I just.....don't know." John replies. I'm not sure that I would know what to do if he did like me like that.
"Thanks! I can tell he likes you, mate. He stares at you longer than when he's deducing and I can kind of see sentiment in his eyes. He also listened to you during dinner. He never listens to anyone, not even Mycroft." Lestrade says. He's telling the truth. I don't listen to anyone. Why did I listen to John tonight? I faintly hear Lestrade say bye to John, so I quietly rush back to my flat, into my chair. I hear Lestrade walk past the door.
"Night Sherlock." He calls.
"Night Graham." I call back.
"It's Greg!" He yells from the bottom of the stairs. I smirk cause I know his name, I just act like I don't to annoy him. John walks in a minute later.
"What was that about?" I ask him.
"Nothing you need to worry about." He says. I hum in response.
"Greg and your brother got together. You knew that already, didn't you?" He asks.
"Yep." I say popping the "p".
"So did I." He says. I smirk and we start laughing. We calm down and walk into the kitchen to clean up.
"John, did you and Gavin talk about anything else?" I ask as I put the dishes into the sink. I see him shake his head out of the corner of my eye.
"No, nothing. Why? What's wrong?" Ha says the last part turning to look at me. I shake my head. I know he's lying but I don't say anything.
"Nothing John. I was just wondering. You two were in there for at least 10 minutes. I wanted to make sure that nothing was wrong." I say. He slowly nods.
"Nothing's wrong. He just wanted to ask me something. Nothing to worry about." He tells me. I just nod.
"Ok. Would you tell me if it was?" I ask him. He nods.
"Of course Sherlock. You would know if I'm lying, true?" He asks me in return.
"Very true John." I say. I sit in my chair and steep my hands under my chin, entering my mind palace. I walk down one of the halls to a door that says "Pranks". As a kid, I pulled some pranks to get at least a little attention from my parents. Since only John, Lestrade, Molly, Mycroft, and Mrs. Hudson know I'm back, I was thinking of pulling a prank on Anderson and Donavon. I'll have to talk about it with John and Lestrade. Maybe Molly would like to help. I leave the room and walk back out of the palace, opening my eyes. I see John reading the paper in his chair.
"Hey John? Can you ask Lestrade to come back over tomorrow? I need to talk to both of you." I say with a slight smile. He nods without looking up from his paper.
"What are you planning Sherlock?" He asks. I laugh.
"How do you know I'm planning anything?" I ask him. He looks up and smirks.
"Because I know you Sherlock. You wouldn't ask Greg to come back tomorrow if you aren't planning something." He states. I chuckle at his response.
"You're getting as good as me, John." I tell him. I see his cheeks heat up.
"Thank you Sherlock. I do want to talk to you but I'm getting tired so I'll do that in the morning. Please get some sleep. Goodnight Sherlock." He says. I bid him goodnight before turning on the telly. Watching an episode of Doctor Who, I slowly fall asleep.
~~~(John's POV)~~~
I walk into my bedroom and get into my pjs. I'm going to tell him that I like him tomorrow. Not sure how he'll take it but I'm pretty sure he already knows. I mean, he is Sherlock Holmes. I climb into bed and fall asleep quickly. I wake up early and get dressed for the day. I walk into Sherlock's flat to see him fast asleep on the couch with Doctor Who playing on the telly. He looks so peaceful, I don't want to wake him. I quietly walk into the kitchen to make my tea and his black coffee with 2 sugars. I hear shuffling coming from the living room. I turn round to see a sleepy Sherlock slowly walking into the kitchen.
"Morning Sherlock." I say as he sits downs. He grunts in response.
"Sleep well?" I ask. He grunts again. I chuckle as his coffee is finishing brewing. I add the 2 sugars and hand it to him. He grunts his thanks. I smile and grab my tea. I sit down and grab my phone to text Greg.
Hey Greg. Can you come over again tonight please? Sherlock is planning something-JW
Yeah I can. What is he planning this time?-GL
I don't know but I need to go make breakfast. Talk to you tonight Greg-JW
Ok John. Talk to you then bye-GL
Bye-JW
I finish texting Greg and get up to cook breakfast when Sherlock stops me by the wrist.
"Nope, we're going out to breakfast." He says. I shake my head.
"No Sherlock. I need to tell you something in private and it will be easiest here." I tell him.
"Tell me now." He says.
"Fine. I like you, more than just as my best friend." I mumble, looking down at my shoes. I see his shoes come in front of mine and feel his hand tip my chin up to look into his galaxy-like eyes.
"I feel the same way John." He says. I blush and shyly smile. He smiles a very small genuine smile. I start leaning foward at the same time he does. We meet in the middle. I close my eyes and can only think of one thing, that I'm kissing freaking Sherlock Holmes! I open my eyes and I'm laying down in my bed. It's still dark out and looks like it's about 4:00 am. I climb out of bed and slowly walk into my kitchen. I start to get stuff ready to make some tea when I hear Sherlock playing his violin. I smile and walk out my door, down the hall, and stand in the doorway of his flat. I listen to him for a minute before clearing my throat, causing him to jump and turn round to look at me.
"Oh, hello John. I thought you were asleep. I'm sorry if I woke you." He says. I shake my head.
"No, I just had a strange dream that woke me." I tell him. He nods in understanding.
"Want to talk about it?" He asks me. I shake my head again.
"No, it's ok Sherlock. I'm just going to make myself a cup of tea and go back to sleep, if I can. Would you like a cuppa?" I ask him. Before I turn round, I see him shake his head.
"No, thank you John. I'm just going be playing. Later, can you text Lestrade to come over? I want to do something but I need help from both of you, as well as Molly, maybe. Do try and get some sleep John. See you when you wake up." He says. I sigh.
"Ok. I'll text Greg later. See you later then, I guess." I tell him. He hums as I walk out.
"That was almost just like my dream! That was weird!" I whisper under my breath as I walk into my kitchen. I finish my tea quickly and go to my room to try and fall asleep again. I can't believe that I actually dreamt that I kissed Sherlock. He's my best friend for Christ's sake! I realize that I've always had different feelings for the consulting detective. But I'm not gay! Or am I? Honestly, I don't know anymore. I fall asleep with this on my mind. When I wake up, it's about 8:00 in the morning. I can't hear any music coming from Sherlock's flat. I slowly climb out of bed and grab my phone to text Greg during breakfast. I walk into my kitchen and grab a bowl for cereal. I look through my cabinets to find no cereal. I sigh. I walk out of my flat and into Sherlock's kitchen. I look through his cabinets to find some Lucky Charms cereal and take it back to my own flat. There's only enough for one bowl. I eat quickly and start texting Greg.
Hey! Can you come over later? Sherlock needs our help with something. Bring Molly, she may want to help-JW
Sure. Do you have any idea what it's about?-GL
None whatsoever-JW
Ok. I'll be over in an hour. See you then-GL
Ok bye-JW
Bye-GL
I clean up and get dressed for the day. I hear Sherlock yell something but I've mostly blocked out anyone talking to me for a few minutes. After I finish getting dressed and locking my flat door, I walk into Sherlock's flat. I see him laying on the couch in his pjs and robe. I sit in my chair before saying anything.
"Morning Sherlock." I say. He opens an eye to look at me for a second before closing it again.
"Morning John. Did you text Lestrade?" He asks me.
"Yes, he'll be here in a half hour now." I tell him. He hums in response.
"Another question John." He says as he sits up.
"Did you eat the last of the Lucky Charms?" He asks in a serious tone. I nod, I have nothing to hide.
"I didn't have any in my flat, and you had some. I was hungry." I say. He glares at me for a second before laying back down, entering his mind palace. I pick up the daily paper but can't focus on anything other than the dream I had last night. I'm startled out of my thoughts by a knock on the door.
"Come in!" I yell. The door opens and Greg walks in.
"Morning Greg." I say. He nods.
"Morning John, Sherlock. What do you need help with?" He asks as he sits. Sherlock sits up and smirks.
"I want to prank Anderson and Donavon. I know that neither of you like them and would willingly help me with this." He tells us. I smirk. I never liked how they call him freak all the time.
"What do we have to do?" I ask. I see him smirk again.
"Well, while they're doing "work" at the station, I'll go in, covered in white powder. There will be a camera located in one of the corners. You two and Molly, if she wants to help, will be in another room, watching the monitors. John, you will operate the lights, turning them off and on so that I can move forward. Molly can say something creepy like, "He's coming!" And Lestrade, you will help set everything up." He says quickly. I process everything he said and nod my head.
"Ok. I'll help!" I say. Greg nods.
"Count me in!" He says.
"Me too!" A light female voice says from behind me. I turn round to see Molly standing in the doorway.
"Molly! You came! I thought you wanted to sleep." Greg says. She shrugs her shoulders and smiles.
"I thought this was more important, and I was right." She says. Sherlock smirks.
"When are we doing this?" Greg asks. I nod.
"I was thinking either tonight or tomorrow night." Sherlock says. I nod as I think about it.
"Tonight will be perfect. Both of them will be at the station." Greg says.
"Great! We'll get ready and go before they arrive." Sherlock exclaims. I smile, this is the Sherlock that I've grown to like, maybe even love. The four of us talk for a little while and then go get ready.
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Hope you liked the extra long chapter! I didn't even realize how long the chapter got until I looked at the word count. The prank is not my idea, I read it in a book. This will be fun to write. Please comment! See you in the next chapter! Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! 2123 words!
