A/N: A sequel to my phantom thief series which is also crossposted over AO3. :)Check out my profile to see the chronological order of the phantom thief series :) R&R
In a room where various people who seem to have no relation or anything common towards them in an outward appearance sits on chairs that are circled and in the middle of them is an almost homeless looking man because of his beard. Though this group of misfits seem to have nothing in common base on their outward appearance, then obviously their appearance has nothing to do with it because what's common between this people is the fact that they are gathered to figure out how one Sherlock Holmes survive the fall and how one John Watson disappeared only to be reunited with his lover.
And because appearance can be deceiving, it perhaps good to mention that the almost homeless looking man is Phillip Anderson, who has become obsessed with the how the baker street duo survived and their reunion.
And so along with the rest, with much gusto, shared various ideas on how it happened.
At that moment on a train ride that would pass by London two obviously engaged to each other males were looking at the map and generally just being couply. The shorter man with blond hair and cobalt blue eyes is named John Watson, formerly assumed dead genius of the medical field and his partner Sherlock Holmes, formerly assumed dead consulting fake fraud detective were sickeningly sweet and domestic to each other though hardly sweet enough if you ask a passerby.
But by their standards and perhaps their friends they were disgustingly sweet.
"We really should probably drop by Baker Street first, Sherlock" John said in a content voice that showed how he really didn't mind if they drop by Baker street later, Sherlock hummed in agreement thougg he insisted, " Let's just do everything in one go, John"
"Lazy git" John said though it was far from acerbic and just really fond.
Sherlock smiled once more and gave John a kiss on his forehead.
"French?" John asked snuggling to his lover's side as he hummed a made-up tune.
"For them or for us?"
"For them"
"Okay" Sherlock said and the two of them continued on cuddling on the train, making some couples and teens look at them with fond gazes and others wistful ones.
Greg Lestrade(-Holmes) was spectacularly knackered and a well shagged man since his spouse Mycroft decided to take a well deserve break for the both of them today. Which lead to a wonderful and slow morning sex.
Their shared home in Chelsea already had the morning sun creeping in and Greg honestly just want to spend it a little bit more in the bed considering the fact that Mycroft was most probably doing his morning excercise on the treadmill. Greg found him self thinking about shower sex and was torn between getting up from the comfy bed to initiate it or staying in and just ambush Mycroft once he comes back.
'decisions, decisions' thought Greg and stared on his wedding band absentmindedly, slowly he went back to sleep.
While Greg was musing after their sex, Mycroft had went to do his daily routine of maintaning his weight, the fact that he had just a long overdue morning sex with his spouse before his morning excercise made him a bit more chipper. Idly he thought of having another round with Greg and was seriously contemplating it until his phone went off and he had to answer it.