To Be So Young And In Love

Chapter 43

Chapter 43

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On the third morning Julie and Alan visited the Holmes' and sat in the living room with them.

"Do you think we should ring them?" Julie asked.

"We could try." Ron nodded, got the phone and rang them, putting them on loud-speaker. It rang for a while and finally a breathless John picked up "Hello?" he asked.

"John? It's us, is this a bad time?" Julie called to him.

"What? No, we were just deciding what to have for breakfast, then I couldn't find the phone, but I've got it now." John explained.

"Okay, good. How have you been? It's quiet here without you two." Kathy asked.

"We're good!" John said happily then shouted "Sherlock Holmes! That is not edible until it is cooked! Take that away from your mouth or I swear I am not kissing you till you brush your teeth ten times!"

"But John... It's an experiment." They heard Sherlock's distant voice moan.

"No. We are not going to casualty this weekend... because I don't actually know if there is a hospital anywhere near here." John said defiantly.

"Fine." Sherlock grumbled.

"Thank you." John said in relief then added "Our mums and dads are on the phone!"

"Put it on loud speaker." Sherlock requested.

John pressed a button and they could all hear each other.

"So... good first couple of days?" Ron asked.

"Yes." Sherlock said.

"Good." Ron replied.

"I'm bored." Sherlock sighed after a moment of awkward silence "Come on, John."

"Look, we need to make breakfast so we'll be going now. You're picking us up in four days, right?" John asked.

"Yes." Alan said.

"Alright then, love you, bye!" John said.

"Goodbye!" Sherlock said and John hung up.

"Well, they sound... happy." Alan said awkwardly.

"Look, this is obviously very awkward. Knowing what they're doing and such, let's just move on, we knew it was going to happen soon enough." Ron exclaimed and sighed.

"Yeah." Julie agreed and leant into Alan.

In the cottage John and Sherlock ate their toast and Sherlock said "They didn't sound comfortable on the phone."

"Well it's to be expected. They kind of know what's going on. I'm sure it'll be fine once we settle back home." John said gently.

"Yeah." Sherlock nodded.

John had a smirk appearing on his face and a glint in his eyes. He slipped his slipper off his foot and reached his bare foot over to where Sherlock sat opposite him. He found Sherlock's leg and pushed his foot all the way to his crotch.

Sherlock's eyes widened and he moaned.

John raised an eyebrow "Problem?" he asked.

"You drop that toast, John Watson!" Sherlock ran around the table, grabbed John's pyjama shirt and pulled him up for a heated kiss.

"Bedroom?" Sherlock said between kisses.

"Mhmm." John said then added "How about my mouth on your c-"Sherlock cut him off with a "God yes!" and they ran upstairs.

Two hours later Sherlock woke up from a nap and found John fast asleep, with his head on his chest.

"I am one lucky man." Sherlock said with a fond smile.

"So am I." John mumbled.

"I thought you were sleeping." Sherlock raised his eyebrows.

"You have a deep voice and my ear is on your chest. I heard you." John said tiredly.

"Sorry." Sherlock apologised.

"No need to apologise." John yawned and opened his eyes, looking straight up to Sherlock's "You're beautiful."

Sherlock smiled "That's nice to know. You are very, very handsome." he said and ran his hand through John's hair.

John smiled and kissed Sherlock's neck gently. Sherlock gave a delighted moan and wrapped his arms around John, then pulled him up for a kiss.