"When will you admit, what are you?" Lestrade asked, waiting for an answer.
"We're known," Sherlock said.
"Roommates... and bed," John said, making Lestrade's eyes widen.
"I'd say we're colleagues,"Sherlock said.
"Friends! We are friends!" John said, looking forward to the end of that shameful conversation.
"Companions..." Sherlock rolled his eyes.
"Boyfriends," John said, and the three men looked at each other. He really was not supposed to have said that, he had to mend his mistake. "married, that we're married!"
"Calm down! What?" Sherlock was startled.
