Title: Stalker tendencies
Summary: "Sherlock you are hiding behind garbage cans to spy on the cashier and take notes on his every move. If it's not stalking what would you call it?"
"I'm keeping an eye on him because I'm pretty sure he's pure evil." No dark!Sherlock. or JohnLock.
Chapter One: Crushing On You
Rating: M for mature.
Warnings: ummm hmmm stalking?
A/N: first few chapters are sort of short…
Chapter One: Crushing On You
John stared in a mixture of horror and bafflement. His flatmate was currently hunched behind some garbage cans and looked to be on a stake out. Who he was watching John had no idea but from the looks of it he was armed only with a pad of paper and a pen.
"What are you doing?" John whispered as he walked up beside his friend who then did something very un-Sherlock like.
He jumped then seemed to be at a loss for a second, literally.
"I'm on a stake out."
John frowned at his friend. Something seemed off about his answer. "And who are you watching and what did he do?"
Sherlock glared at John. He had not thought of John's next question as he had been caught up in his stakeout.
"Never you mind. Don't you have some doctoring to do or something?" He snapped and glared harder at his friend's smirk.
"Ended half an hour ago. Now are you going to tell me or not?"
"No. Go away."
John smirked as he did indeed walk away only to sit down on a random stoop a few meters away. Sherlock didn't want him to know who he was watching so he started looking around at the people across the street.
There were a few aged women walking small dogs down the street. A Kiosk selling hotdogs and meat pies. No one on the street seemed worth watching to John. So he looked over to his flatmate and followed his line of sight to a small convenience store.
John frowned before turning to look at Sherlock.
The detective was still hunched behind the garbage bins and staring at the store. But it wasn't his normal stare. He seemed very intent on watching the store.
Suddenly Sherlock began writing in his small notebook.
Wait, Sherlock was taking notes? He only took notes if he found a case interesting or a reaction fascinating. But what was it about the convenience store that was so interesting?
Ah. It wasn't the convenience store. It was the cashier.
He was tallish with black hair that fell past his ears in the front and shorter in the back. He also had a few silver silver earrings that dangled to his shoulder in one ear and a few silver hoops in the other. From the looks of it the cashier was also in his late twenties and a little on the thin side.
Why was Sherlock watching him?
Suddenly the unknown man turned and smiled, no BEAMED at an incoming customer and with that John knew why Sherlock was following the man.
Sherlock had a crush on the handsome cashier.
But why was he hiding behind garbage cans and watching him?