Chapter 1

A/N

sorry if this sucks guys:/ i promise it will get better as the story goes on!

"Sherlock, your phone is ringing!" called Mrs. Hudson.

"Yes, I know." I grumbled as I rolled out of bed.

"Mrs. Hudson, Lestrade called. There's been a murder." I said as i got dressed.

I left the flat and decided to walk down to a cafe and get a cup of tea.

As I walked into the shop, the barista and I locked eyes and just for a moment, an odd flutter went through me. I quickly decided what I wanted and ordered.

"Tea please," I told the barista, whose name was John according to his name tag.

"Y-your name please? It'll be right out." John said.

"My name is Sherlock" I said and walked off to wait for my tea.

John's POV

"What the hell happened back there?!" I mentally cursed. He just walked in and our eyes met and this weird feeling went through me and I got all nervous! I had never thought of myself as gay, but Sherlock walked in and now I'm not sure.

"Tea for Sherlock?" I called out.

He came up, got his tea, paid, and left. I wonder if I'll ever seen him again...

Sherlock's POV

I got a cab and went to go meet Lestrade. On my way there, my mind kept going back to John. It's weird, because I've never felt this way before. I just decided to push my feelings away and maybe I'll deal with them later. I met up with Lestrade and had the entire case solved and hour later. It was simple, really. The murderer was the victim's stepbrother. After that, I really had nothing to do so I went back to my flat and played violin to keep my mind off John.