Request for Addsy_Nicole
"John! Where are they!?" Sherlock shouted as he entered their shared flat. John looked at him with like he was crazy, which, in fact, was the truth. "Where's what? If your talking about your cigarettes then they aren't here. You also payed everyone off to not sell them to you." He replied with a matter of fact statement. He watched as Sherlock scattered papers around, making a massive mess. What he didn't relize is that Sherlock had a plan, a plan to show John something they both denied. He flipped over the coffie table, making one of the mugs break and shatter. "Bloody hell Sherlock! What was that for!?" He looked at John with no remorse, walking out the door in a sheet. "Oh not this again. Wait, uh, Sherlock!" He ran out to follow Sherlock, looking around until he saw that Sherlock walked into the restaurant just across from their building. He ran in after, a cup of coffee waiting for him. At the corner booth sat the man he was chasing, wrapped in a sheet like it was a toga. John sat down wearily, raising a questioning brow. "Sherlock, why are you in a sheet, and why are you drinking coffee?" Sherlock looked at him, smiling slightly, which for Sherlock, was unsettling. "Well John, I do believe I owe you many debts and apologies over these few years, so, I am humiliating myself and treating you to lunch." He gave John his signature stare, waiting for him to order. John didn't order, rolling his eyes, and took his companion back to the flat. "What was that about Sherlock? You do realize that your brother will probably walk threw that door and shame you!" He looked at John with surprise, not knowing he cared that much. "Well, might as well spring this now. John I do belive I find myself attracted to you, and I'm not sure why or how." John was surprised nonetheless, and wondered, maybe everyone was right. He stuttered some, his face turning red. "You are joking, Sherlock, joking!" Sherlock started to laugh, a child like glint in his eyes. He stood up, turned Johns head to him, and kissed him. It was brief, and left John flustered. Sherlock smiles and walked out, leaving John to comprehend it all. This was the start of a new age, one that was filled with awkward moments.
A/N: Sorry for it being short, writers block is terrible. I hope you like!
