TEACHING SHERLOCK TO SAY "THANK YOU"
Hi! This is a little fic I wrote a year or so ago, and just found today, so I thought, why not? Let's post it here! So, here it is :) I hope y'all like it!
"Come on, Sherlock, say it"
"No"
"Sherlock…"
"I doesn't matter what you do, John, I'll never say it"
"Oh, no? And what if I never make dinner again?"
"I managed to survive when you weren't here, John"
John calmly crossed his arms in front of his chest and retorted "So you won't mind if I move out, right? Maybe to Sara's…"
Sherlock tensed slightly and narrowed his eyes at the woman's name.
"You won't do it" He said calmly"
"And why not, oh sage one?" John asked teasingly.
"The 'sage one' knows you love me too much too much to move out because of that trivial thing, less of all to an ex-girlfriend's. And you know that if you go, there'll be no one to force me to eat, and you care too much to let that happen. Even if I find it completely ridiculous your attempts to feed me"
'Damn' John cursed in his mind. He knew Sherlock was right. He cared too much for him to let him destroy himself because of malnourishment or the cigarettes John was trying so hard to make disappear. If he left, Sherlock would return to that…and it would be because of John.
And we can't forget that Mycroft, AKA the British Government, would kill him if he ever left Sherlock, let alone break his heart.
'How the hell do I get in this situations? As if my life wasn't already complicate' John thought 'But I have to admit, being with Sherlock is worth all the problems, even if he's an ungrateful bastard'
Yes, Sherlock was an ungrateful bastard, a brilliantly clever one, but he was his bastard. And he would never let him go or ruin himself, no matter what.
John sighed and looked at Sherlock, who had a triumphant grin on his face, knowing that John would give up.
Suddenly, an idea came to John's mind.
"Say it or from now on I'm sleeping in my bedroom. Alone"
Sherlock's eyes widened.
"You wouldn't dare"
"Test me" John replied, looking calmly at him.
They continued to glare until Sherlock, knowing that John did indeed dare, closed his eyes and sighed.
"Th..th-than…" He tried again "Th-thank..than..th-thank you John"
John grinned triumphantly.
"See? It wasn't that difficult. Now let's finish dinner and go to bed"
"Together?" Sherlock asked tentatively. John smiled gently at him and answered:
"Together"
Well, this is it. A short and sweet thing. How did you find it? R&R please! :)