Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock or anything.
The italics are Sherlock's thoughts. He's kind of arguing with himself...
Enjoy!
"That's decided then,"Sherlock announced to no one in particular. But it could've been to the general surroundings. Or himself. It didn't really matter though because the issue had been thought over and Sherlock had finally come to a conclusion.
"JAWN!" Sherlock called.
The man in question walked into the sitting room from the kitchen with a questioning look on his face.
"What?"
"John," Sherlock began.
'No. Stop. You don't know the repercussions yet!'
"I have been watching very closely for the past month-"
'Stop. Just stop. This is ridiculous.'
"And I have decided that-"
'No! Don't!'
"I'm not buying the milk this time."
'WHY WOULD YOU- wait. What?'
Sherlock smirked.
John raised an eyebrow and gave Sherlock a skeptical look.
"You didn't really have to tell me that."
'Ok, forget repercussions. Do it.'
John turned his back to Sherlock and walked back to the kitchen.
Sherlock waited. It could have been no time at all. But it could have been a year. Or just ten seconds. It didn't really matter though because the issue had been thought over once again and Sherlock had come to a conclusion. Once again.
"JAWN!"
"Sherlock! What do you need?" John asked, slightly annoyed.
"John," Sherlock began again,
"I have been watching something else very closely the past month-" Sherlock watched John's reaction and saw that he was slightly curious to hear the rest, (seeing as Sherlock wasn't asking him to hand him a bloody pen or the phone in his own damn pocket which he could very easily get himself). Sherlock steepled his fingers and put them to his lips.
'Good, add suspense.'
"And I have decided that... I think you're attractive."
'That was really lame.'
Sherlock dropped his hands down to his sides.
'Dammit.'
A ghost of a grin skirted across John's face.
"If you need anything else, just call," John chuckled as he walked back into the kitchen to make himself some tea.
"Jawn!"
"I'm not gay."
"Fine. When you get over your sexuality crises, just call."
"Maybe I will..." John mumbled.
Sherlock grinned in the next room.