A/N: I am so sorry for this! XD (I wrote this at 4am okay?)
John groaned as Sherlock licked the Popsicle. This really was a predicament. They were in America for a case, which they have since solved, however Lestrade said they should just stay for a few days more as a vacation. John never expected Sherlock to be the vacation type. Honestly, he really wasn't. Sherlock loathed having nothing to do all day. He was always very bored at home, so what stopped him from being bored on vacation? It was very hot outside, it being summer in Georgia. Very humid and overall unbearable. Sherlock and John found themselves in kind of a 'What now?' rut. What would they do? Then that's when John saw a Popsicle stand. John knew that a Popsicle would help them cool off and also to get Sherlock's mind on something that may be relatively not boring. John convinced Sherlock to buy a Popsicle. So they both got one.
Which leads to our current predicament. John. Sherlock. Popsicle. Namely, John watching Sherlock lick said Popsicle. Intimately. Was Sherlock doing this on purpose? Probably. John was getting heated. He couldn't deny his feelings for Sherlock, but this is ridiculous. John couldn't help but wish Sherlock was licking something else like he was licking that Popsicle.
John tried not to ogle. But Sherlock wasn't helping whatsoever. John caught himself scooting closer to Sherlock. He huffed and scooted away. Sherlock glanced at John and smirked.
"You look ridiculous with your Popsicle melted all over your hand." Sherlock looked at John's hand with a teasing grin.
"Oh bloody hell!"
