For Science!
Chapter 1:
A Promise Made is a Promise Kept
That morning, John immediately regretted his decision from the night before.
"You already said you would do it, you can't back out now."
"Well I was desperate and depressed last night! I could very well go out and find a new job before the rent is due."
"In this economy? Granted you are a very skilled surgeon, I doubt you will find a new job in time, besides, I am hardly requiring much from you, think of what a great opportunity this is!"
"Well it's your fault I was fired!"
"It's my fault you decide to accompany me on late night cases that cause you to fall asleep at work? Now really John, don't be absurd."
"I've changed my mind and that's that!"
Sherlock stood in John's bedroom doorway looking hurt and dejected. "But you promised."
John let out a heavy sigh. "I just don't want to be your live in guinea pig."
"Fine. You have till the first." Sherlock slammed the door and John could hear his heavy footsteps pounding down the stairs quickly.
John knew Sherlock had never been one to mind if the rent or bills were paid for or not and was always willing to lend him money, he even let John use his credit card for groceries. No, this wasn't about the rent at all. Sherlock was simply punishing John for going back on his promise.
John frowned as he got up and slowly dressed for the day, he knew what he had to do no matter how much he didn't want to go through with it. He confronted the sulking detective on the couch.
"Look, I'm sorry."
Sherlock just looked away as if he didn't hear him.
"I'll do it ok?"
The detective's eyes grew wide, "Really? You're not just saying that so-"
"I mean it. Just… don't tell anyone ok? It's bad enough I'm going through with it."
"Of course." Sherlock beamed.
"and it's only until I find a new job."
"Fine, fine. Although I do think you would be getting the better end of the deal this way."
"Trust me, you could pay my rent for my entire life and I don't think I would be getting the better deal." John sighed.
"Besides," Sherlock ignored John's comment, "You'll have more free time to accompany me on cases."
"I already see you almost all day everyday…." John could see his dating life and social life falling apart before his eyes,
"Oh this will be so much fun! Really we should have thought of this earlier."
"Just warn me before you do anything to me alright?"
"But John, that could jeopardize the results of some of the experiments."
"Warn me whenever possible, and don't do anything to me if it will affect my life outside this flat." John's voice was very stern.
"Oh alright." Sherlock huffed but he knew he was still getting his way.
John left to make breakfast for them both, whether Sherlock refused to eat it or not. Sherlock watched him from his thinking position on the couch, cataloging his every movement.
Yes, this was going to be very fun indeed.
"So, what's on today's agenda?" John called from the kitchen while making eggs.
"There's no new cases so I thought we could go ahead and get started on experiments."
"Ah… great," his voice dripped with nervous sarcasm. "Any, uh, ideas for today then?"
A/N: I hope you like this so far, please R&R
This story will get weird, probably smutty, probably weird smut.
I would love any and all 'experiment' suggestions. That term will have a very loose definition for this story including literal experiments, social experiments, ect.