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Chapter 8- Welcome to Manchester

Third person POV:

The flight was late. Sherlock was furious, he wanted to get to working on the case already. While Sherlock complained John was trying not to lose his temper in the middle of the crowd. Lestrade was sleeping on the seat between Sherlock and Donovan, Anderson was sitting next to Donovan. 

''John this is pissing me off.''

''You already said that three times, what am I supposed to do about it?''

''Entertain me.''

''How? There's nothing to do.''

''Give me your laptop.''

''Hell no.''

''Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?''

''No! Don't you have your own?''

''It's in my luggage. Please John? I'm bored.''

''No, I wont have you going through it!''

''Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwnnnnnnnn!''

''No. And stop whining, people are staring.''

Sherlock lifted his knees to his chest and started sulking. Sometimes Sherlock acted like a child, it was amusing in John's opinion, also, kind of cute. It would take another half an hour before the plane arrived, for Sherlock it felt like an eternity. Sherlock spotted a gift shop and decided to visit it to kill time. It had lots of clothing, mugs, stuffed animals ect. He eventually bought something that he knew John would like, put it into a paper bag and exited the store. He kept the gift as a secret for now.[A/N I'm not telling ya what it is ;D but I assure you it's adorable]

Eventually the plane arrived. And they let the passengers in. Now it was going to be a 9 hour flight.[A/N tbh I have no idea how long it takes to fly to Manchester from London :/ I just guessed] The passengers took their seats and the plane took off. The sun was already setting when they were in the air. It was a beautiful view to look at from the plane.

''Beautiful isn't it?'' Sherlock asked.

''Hm? Oh yeah..'' John replied, he was of course sitting next to Sherlock(whom was sitting next to the window). ''I thought you didn't care about-''

''Doesn't mean I can't appreciate it.'' Sherlock said. The sun(or what was left of it)was shining through the small window onto Sherlock's face, he looked gorgeous, his eyes and dark curls shining in the light. 

It quickly went dark outside. Most of the passengers were sleeping already, actually all of them were, including Lestrade, Donovan and Anderson. Except for Sherlock and John. They were talking about random stuff. John was tired already, he was constantly yawning, and his posture was slumped down and tired looking.

''You can sleep John, I'll wake you up when we land.''

''Aren't you going to sleep?'' Sherlock shook his head as expected. John rested his head on Sherlock's shoulder and closed his eyes.

''Good night Sherlock.''

''Good night John.'' With that, John fell asleep.

-----*time skip*-----

It was still dark when the plane landed. Sherlock woke up John as he promised. They struggled with their hand luggage at first but succeeded to pull them down. They exited the plane and walked through the huge terminal, Lestrade, Donovan and Anderson following close behind. They called a cab to the hotel.(separate cabs of course, they all can't fit into just one cab)

John was admiring the beautiful city around them. The lights coming from buildings made it look even more magical than it would on daytime. While John was staring out of the window in awe, Sherlock looked at him, smiling.

''This place is amazing!'' John said while turning back to Sherlock, he made an approving nod.

''Absolutely gorgeous.'' He said.

''Y-you're not even looking outside..'' John said, confused.

Sherlock smiled.

''I don't have to.''

[A/N: Well wasn't that just cute :3. I'm smiling wide and I'm the one who wrote it. Sorry if this chapter wasn't really eventful, I'm pretty sure the next one will be, least I'll try. Bye! :D]