Sherlock's eyes suddenly opened, he tried lifting his head but he felt heavy and dizzy so he couldn't. His vision was a blur but he could figure out from looking to his left that he was in his bedroom, surrounded by the things he saw everyday but something was wrong. His vision slowly became clear and he rested his hands over his face until his head was fine. He sighed and laid his hand next to him. He felt something on his right, lying beside him. He lifted himself up like a speeding bullet and looked down. He was naked and next to him laid that man who was also naked but the bed sheets covered him
Sherlock's heart started to race because there he was, a man Sherlock had met so many times but he didn't think it would ever come to this. It was a Doctor, but not any doctor like John Watson, it was the Doctor. The most brilliant man he had ever met.
Sherlock was analysing everything he was doing, his breathing, the way he was laid out on the bed and even his facial expression. The Doctor was always a peaceful man, even though he had an extremely dangerous life, Sherlock could tell, even before he really knew him that he hated violence.
Sherlock's heart was now relaxed.
"I know your awake Doctor" and The Doctor's eyes opened gently and stared at Sherlock's bare chest before making eye contact.
"I love it when you do that Sherlock"
The Doctor sat up and moved in closer to him before laying his hand on his leg which was covered by the sheets and Sherlock did the same. They just stared as each other until Sherlock leaned in. Their lips locked in place. The Doctor was now moving his hand upward toward his chest while Sherlock put his right hand on his face. Their faces moved away before making eye contact again and The Doctor pulling him in so he could move Sherlock's head so it lay on his shoulder and he hugged him.
"I love you Sherlock"
Sherlock gained a smile on his face.
"I love you too Doctor"
Sherlock then closed his eyes and hugged The Doctor back.