A/N Hey My Lovelies!!! So...Kristin5687 Has been bugging me for ages to write another FreeBatch one...so finally...I have written one!!! Kristin gave me the idea for this one as well....Hope you like it!!! Enjoy<3
'I swear... This is not photoshopped... I saw this with my own two eyes!!! Ben and Martin were kissing!!! Dressed as Sherlock and John!!! JOHNLOCK IS REAL!!!! FREEBATCH IS REAL!!!! SERIES 5 IS COMING!!! #BringBack221B #TJLCisreal #toldyouhaters #TheElephantInTheRoom #Justletthemkiss'
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"Are you reading those infernal blogs again?" Ben's sleepy voice nearly startled Martin, who was lost in a mini panic attack about the post he had found.
"Don't bash the blogs. These kids work hard on them."
"I know Sweetheart, I'm just bugging you." Martin sighed and tilted his head to the side as he felt Ben press soft kisses to his neck. "What are you looking at today?" Martin leaned to the side so Ben could read the post. "Well fuck me."
"I just did that." Martin giggled, dodging Ben's hand as the younger man tried to swat him, catching the hand and pressing a soft kiss to his knuckles. "Scale of one-to-ten, how mad do you think Mark and Steven will be?" Ben pulled his hand away and gripped Martin's shoulders tightly.
"Martin, please tell me you didn't-"
"Ben, how dare you think that I, Martin Freeman-"
"You twat, you did, didn't you? You emailed them the post!"
"There is a small chance that my finger may have slipped while I was reading it-"
"For fuck sakes Martin! They are going to take away your Tumblr privileges again." Martin gasped dramatically, spinning his chair around and throwing a hand over his eyes.
"No! Not the Tumblr privileges! Whatever while I do to pass the time?" Ben giggled as Martin tugged him onto his lap, nuzzling his neck and jawline.
"I can think of a few things." He mumbled as Martin went to work sucking a mark on his collarbone.
"Hmm, you're right. There's always Twitter." Martin laughed loudly and tightened his grip on his lover as Ben squirmed, trying to escape. "Come on, you know I was kidding."
"I know, but I do have to go." Martin whined, but reluctantly released Ben, slapping his arse as he walked away.
"Please tell me this is a joke." It took Martin a few seconds to place the voice that was nearly shouting at him.
