Sherlock marched before John swinging around with a wave of his coat

"this is my cab, take the next one"

John feeling left out as usual at least wanted an explaination for this abandoning, like a dog whining out of fear.

"why?"

"you might talk"

Sherlock friskly got into the car, it only lingered for a short period of time and John took this oppertunity to run around and bound himself in to both Sherlock and the driver's surprise closing the door perhaps too hard, and the road began to move under them, the taller man offered a queer look of almost disgust for disobedience

"I won't talk."

Holmes buried his head into his wrapped hands and carelessly fell against the seat.

"Yes and your doing brilliantly so far."

John flustered taking off his seatbelt he rested himself on sherlocks chest when he sat up at the noise of john being unsafe and felt the heavy breath across his lap, John blushing and fantastically comfortable believed he'd come up with a way to make Sherlock stop being a dick. Momentary silence seem to buzz and John sighed, rolling his eyes as Sherlock cracked a sigh tainting said moment, for his trademark, I'm going to speak listen, he waited an abnormal time to speak, which was a personal surprize (and a pleasent one) for John, he forced his gaze to the window, like he had something to do with the outside world, he grabbed john's shoulders, inexperiencedly pulled him to his own seat, the next words he spoke were exhaled as John made a maiden face, the cab came to a hault

"That really isn't better"

And right there, Sherlock shoved John onto a curb using all of his deligence. Turning to the street, waving his arm Watson muttered.

"I'm never having sex with him."

Sherlock must've heard John because when he got home, they did it. Oh yeah. Full and Hard.

"fuck yeah."

John looked to Sherlock, and recognised the tone to his face, the good doctor was rolled out of bed, to Sherlocks credit quite tactfully.

"I was too hot."

the private detective bitched behind him, an amused cockiness to the whole statement. John simply turned with his middle finger up and shouted back, proud of his nude

"And now you get to watch me walk away."

So he did.