*Sherlock POV*
"You drive this?"
John is standing on the lawn, staring in shock at my motorcycle.
"Put this on and lets go."
I toss him the extra helmet, helping him put it on before hopping on my bike.
"Come on, its not as bad as it looks."
"You're sure you can drive it?"
"Better than a car."
John walks over, getting on carefully.
"Hold on tight."
He slides his arms around my waist, holding tightly as I start the bike and pull out of the driveway.
"Where to?"
"Park?"
"Brilliant."
I take off, laughing when Johns grip around my midsection tightens. He presses closer, my jacket gripped tightly in his hands. He slowly becomes more relaxed the further we go, his arms loosening a tad bit from around my waist. I stop slowly, hopping off and tulling my helmet off before turning back to help John. He frowns when I start laughing, blushing slightly.
"Why are you laughing?"
"You look like a little hedgehog with your hair all stuck up like that."
He runs his hands through his hair, only making it stick up worse than before.
"Its fine, I like it. Its kind of adorable actually."
I pull him against me, kissing his softly before we start walking through the park.
