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A/N: This is a fic in which Sherlock is male, and John is female with the name Jen. Sherlock and Jen are paired together.
Sherlock sat on the couch with his arms crossed, glaring at the opposite wall. He was in his pyjamas and his robe, bored again with no one around to keep him company. Mycroft was being a prat and had cut off his internet and phone until he learned how to be "mature". Sherlock would like to tell Mycroft that he was the one being immature in this situation, but Mycroft had disconnected the phone before he could argue his point. Deciding to experiment, he pulled a needle out of a drawer and went to the kitchen to get some string.
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Jen returned home from the clinic with the groceries that she had gotten after work a few hours later. She said hello to an intent Sherlock before proceeding to put the food away. When she was finished, she sat down to see what Sherlock was doing. The consulting detective was currently examining his hand, where he had used a needle and thread to sew his fingers together.
Jen frowned. "That's not sterile."
"Hn." Sherlock replied, tugging at the string.
Jen took Sherlock's hand into her own and began undoing the loose stitching. Once it was all undone, Jen cleaned out the small holes they had left behind even though no blood had been drawn. Jen stood and kissed the top of Sherlock's head as Sherlock wrapped his arms around her waist and put on his best pout face before saying "I was bored."
Jen just laughed and kissed him again.