John always seemed to find himself in a shabby nightclub every Saturday night since as long as he could remember. Would tonight be the break he was waiting for? Not if a certain detective has anything to do with it.
"But I'm straight." Those three words are the words that take Phil over the edge. Like his world is crashing down on him. What's up with his constant flirting and his cheeky smiles and lovey dovey eyes. Phil knows something's up, and he's determined to find out what that something is. //warning: swearing, self harm...
John tries a little experimentation of his own, will it end in fluff or rejection? (Fluff obviously, I'm that kind of writer) I appreciate all reads, likes and votes :) but comments are the absolute best. >u< Also I don't own sherlock obviously or Johnlock would be canon
Okay, this story is Some of my best work (in my opinion), and I want to thank everyone of you guys for this. It's insane how many people have read this. Ill try to update it as often as I can, but I've been really busy so, yeah. Also, I'm think of starting a superwholock one, so total tell me if I should :) -Lydia
