Chapter One
"I'm bored!" Sherlock exclaimed as he flopped down on the couch. "It's New Years and I haven't had in case in so long!"
"And you want a case now!? On New Years!?" John asked, a little more sarcastically than he intended .
"Obvious." Sherlock said in a trace, as if out of habit. John sighed, having no idea how he didn't just assume. He sat down on the couch next to him.
"we could always just hang out" John said a little anxiously. Sherlock looks at him with absolutely no expression on his face. Even though this isn't much, John was nervous, had he scared him away? Had he given away his confusing feelings for him even couldn't quite explain? John's face and ears flush the color of tomatoes anticipating his response.
"Well what's the fun in that?" Sherlock replies mockingly. John flushed even redder (if that were even possible) and turned away. "Oh Dr. you are so oblivious!"
"And why is that, Sherlock?" He says his voice quivering. He bites his lip to stop himself from over reacting. This is silly it's just Sherlock! So why does he feel so stupid and alone by this response, he always gets that from him but somehow, this was different. Sherlock smirks.
"Because you couldn't tell that I was joking." Sherlock says still mocking him. "how could you be so oblivious? As soon as I think you could go lower it happens!" John Fakes a laugh, knowing that it was supposed to be funny, but somehow he was still a little hurt. Sherlock started walking away.
"Well" Sherlock stopped and looked back at John. "Aren't you coming?"
"Where?" He jumped off the couch a bit more excited than he meant to let on.
"To my room of course. Obvious." Sherlock turns away and John quickly went to follow.
