Sherlock waited patiently, until John returned home – far after the time John usually returned home – in fact, if Sherlock hadn’t been purposely waiting up for John, he might have gone to bed instead – probably part of John’s plan to avoid him. Sherlock tutted as John entered.
“Ah,” John paused. “You’re still up.”
“Obviously,” Sherlock said, standing up and walking very, very close to John, staring into his eyes, trying to figure out his problem. John flushed.
“We need to talk,” Sherlock said finally.
John nodded, and seemed relieved to get away from him. Sherlock narrowed his eyes, and sat back in his seat, as John took his.
“So, uh,” John began. “What do you want to talk about?”
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My Detective - A JohnLock Fanfic
FanfictionJohn is in love - with his incredibly talented flatmate. Unfortunately, Sherlock's married to his job. Will John ever be able to confess?
