Written from John's POV.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Sherlock. Obviously.
John was just finishing buying groceries when he heard his phone buzz. He reached into his pocket and looked at his phone.
Where are you? –SH
It was a text from Sherlock. He sent a message back.
At the market. Need anything? -JW
He put his phone away and went to get the last few items on the list, when his phone buzzed again.
No. BORED. -SH
John sighed. Sherlock was always bored when he wasn't on a case or chasing after a some murderer. Really, the man would burn down the building looking for something to do.
Just read a book or something. I'll be there in an hour. -JW
He got another message almost instantly.
Fine. Hurry up. -SH
He walked over to the checkout and paid for the groceries and started to walk back to the flat. He stopped when he reached an alley way surrounded by police officers. 'Well, looks like Sherlock won't be bored for long.' He continued walking back to the flat.
When he got there he saw Lestrade about to knock on the door.
"Is it about the scene in the alley near the market?" He asked.
He saw Lestrade noticeably jump and turn around quickly. Noticing it was only John, he replied.
"Well, yes actually. How did you know?" He asked voice full of surprise.
He covered his mouth with the inside of his hand, while trying not to laugh at the reaction from the DI. Earning him a glare from the man in front of him Calming slightly he answered.
"I happened to walk by there when I was shopping"
Lestrade looked in thought for a moment then replied with a short "Oh."
He shrugged. Walking past the DI, he unlocked the door and went in gesturing for him to close the door. He walked over to the table and set the grocery bags down. Returning his gaze back to Lestrade he walked further into the flat to find Sherlock sprawled out on the couch, reading what looked like a Geometry textbook. He smiled at the scene displayed if front if him. 'Seriously, does he ever read for fun?' Snapping out of his thoughts he saw Lestrade and Sherlock staring at him with questioning looks on their faces.
"What?" he spoke out of impulse.
"Nothing. But, I'm still bored. Do something." Sherlock stated blankly.
John and Lestrade sighed. John turned to Lestrade and opened his mouth to ask for help with Sherlock but the DI quickly looked at his watch and said.
"Well, I've got to go. I believe I'll see you soon?" and left before John could stop him.
'I'll get him back for that' John thought while glaring at the spot where he used to stand. Switching back to reality when he heard a voice scream across the hall.
"JOHN, BORED!"
He sighed, this was going to be a long day.
This has no purpose whatsoever. Just got bored and decided to type something.
Oh, and sorry if any characters are OOC.
Ciao~ :D