Johnlock Oneshots (Requests are closed)

Day #9 Hanging Out With Friends

"How are you two?" Greg asked.

"Fine," Sherlock mumbled.

John nudged him. "Behave," he said. Sherlock rolled his eyes. "So when are we going to meet this special someone."

"He should be here soon," Greg said, looking nervous.

Sherlock looked mildly interested now. "Can we have a name?" John asked.

Greg shook his head.

Another five minutes passed of John and Greg talking. That's when Mycroft made an appearance. "Hello," he said, he looked as nervous as Greg.

"Oh, Myc you're here," Greg said smiling.

He took Mycroft's hand and dragged him into the seat. Sherlock choked. "Him? You're dating him?" he asked his eyes wide.

"I'm surprised you didn't notice."

Mycroft looked smug. "Jealous I got a guy before you brother dear?"

Sherlock's expression turned cold. "Of course not," he said and immediately crossed his arms and pouted.

John sighed and put his head in his hands. Greg kicked Mycroft from under the table and Mycroft glared at him.

The rest of the night went fairly ok. Mycfot and Greg were happy that John and Sherlock accepted them. Sherlock pouted for most of it but opened up near the end. Soon Sherlock and John waved Mycroft and Greg goodbye. "That was fun," John said.

"They're perfect for each other."

John turned to look at Sherlock, shocked. "Never thought you would say that."

Sherlock smiled. "Didn't you see how they looked at each other. They're obviously in love."

"I can't believe Mycroft can love."

"Every human can love. It doesn't have to be romantic, humans just love. An object, an animal or another human. Even me and Mycroft."

"What do you love?"

"My skull, my parents, Mycroft, My friends, Molly and Greg, Mrs Hudson, you."

"Me?"

"You're my friend."

"So let me guess Mollys a bit more-"

"Shut up, just shut up."

"What did I do?"

Sherlock threw his arms up into the air. "Every time I mention a woman you try to convince me to get with her. When will it hit you? I am gay."

John looked away. "Sorry."

"It's fine."

"Do you love anyone romantically then?"

"Yes."

"Who is it then?" Sherlock stayed silent. "It's me isn't it?" Sherlock stopped walking. "Sherlock? Oh, it is me isn't it?"

Sherlock looked away. "My deduction skills must have rubbed off on you."

"Must have,'' John said as he approached his friend. "So what do you do? We surprise your brother."

"What?"

"You did seem ticked he got someone before you. Why don't we-?"

He was cut off when Sherlock kissed him. "Yes."