This one is a continuation of lollipop, set right after they get home…
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The uncomfortable sofa
John had made food. Pasta and yellow tomatoes, just as Sherlock wanted. John placed the two plates with pasta on the kitchen table, and poured water into two glasses.
"Sherlock, meal-time!"
"Not hungry"
"But Sherlock! I've made this pasta for you, as you wanted an hour ago!"
"I ate a lollipop, not hungry anymore..." Sherlock wasn't even looking at John when he talked to him.
"Sherlock, come on, can't you just eat a little bit? When I have cooked what you wanted."
"No John, I'm not hungry, that lollipop made me feel sick!"
"You are hopeless!"
"No, I'm not. I never said that I wanted you to make pasta for me!"
"Yes you did, in the shop!"
"Nope. I said that I wanted pasta with yellow tomatoes for dinner, not that you should make it for me!"
"Like I said, you are hopeless!"
Sherlock turned around in the sofa and moped, like he always did when he and John argued.
"Sherlock, I'm leaving, sleeping at Sarah's" John said, and went outside.
John didn't sleep very well when he slept at Sarah's sofa. It was not very comfortable, his own bed was much more comfortable. And Sarah, she snored. So annoying, he couldn't sleep. He was playing Tetris on his mobile, he liked to do that when he was bored, or when he couldn't sleep. Suddenly an idea came up in his head, maybe he should send Sherlock a text, and say sorry, he did really like Sherlock, in some strange way, and he hated when they argued and where mad at each other.
Sherlock, I'm sorry. Shouldn't have leaved, I can't sleep, this sofa is very uncomfortable. Forgive me, please.
JW
He didn't thought that Sherlock should answer, and first he didn't seem to do that either. But ten minutes after he had sent the text, his phone vibrated.
John, it's okay. The pasta was good. Just eat it, I like to eat in the night. Can't you come home, and make me some tea?
SH
Wait, Sherlock, did you eat the pasta, now? It was five hours since I cooked it, and I guess you didn't place it in the fridge. Have you never heard about food poisoning? And, no I can't just go home to make you tea!
JW
Could be dangerous.
SH
Sherlock, I'm not letting you fool me with that trick again!
JW
Please, John? I want tea.
SH
[Empty message]
John? John?
SH
Okay, Sherlock, I'm coming. Can't sleep here anyway. Have to tell Sarah that you're ill or something. I'll be home in twenty minutes.
JW
"Thank you John"
"No problem, or, you could make tea yourself but…"
"Your tea is much better, mine just taste weird…"
"Yes, I know that Sherlock…"
They both sat still and drank their tea. John was really tired and sit back in the sofa. He lay his head on Sherlock's shoulder.
"Sherlock, I… I don't really know how to tell you this but… I think I love you Sherlock"
Sherlock didn't answer, and when John looked at him, he saw that his flatmate was sleeping.
"Well, then I have to tell you that again, tomorrow. Good night Sherlock"
"Mhm?" Sherlock said sleepily.
Like I said, this is a continuation of lollipop (chapter 2). Hope you enjoyed it! Rewiews makes me happy! :D
(And, of course, I do not own the characters, they belong to Moffat / Gattis / Conan Doyle ;) )