Chapter 4: The first thing he took from the closet
Sherlock didn't left the room until he knew what exactly he was going to say to John. He didn't know what to say to him about what had happened through the night because nothing actually happened so he just stayed in his bedroom, he unpacked John's birthday gift which of curse he hid in the deepest part of his closet, and he stayed in his bed hearing john's steps in the kitchen. " He has to be making breakfast" Thought Sherlock as he looked at his watch. "It's 8 in the morning. He is late for work. He is never late and this is all my fault, I shouldn't let him sleep so much, but he was so tired...He shouldn't go to work today, in fact he should be here every day and every night and no checking anyone else than me! But of curse he does, he is John. In fact he cares about everyone, and he always gives that smile that makes everyone happier" Sherlock felt weird when he thought in John caring about anyone else than him. John is the kind of person everyone wants to have as friend. He's smart, attentive, he knows when he is needed, and those were the things Sherlock most like about his friend. A part of the way he always makes him smile even when he is lost or bored, John always knows how to comfort him. He lied in his bed and he wonder, like many times before, if John also comforts his other friends the way he does to him, or if maybe, just maybe, he is the only one that gives him that privilege.
"7:45 crap!" Thought John getting up from the couch. He spent the last 20 minutes thinking on imprecise ideas of what Sherlock might have been thinking during the night, and what he should do when he'll see him.
Of curse, he was going to see him sooner or later "We are going to see each other and we'll have to talk about it, but how can I talk about feelings that I don't even know what are they about with someone who has never showed his feelings to anyone. In fact I don't know if he has ever shown his feelings even to himself" John was frustrated he didn't even realise that some coffee felt in his jeans when he was trying not to burn the toast he was preparing.
He ate his toast as fast as he could and he ran up stairs to get dressed.
Sherlock heard the sound John made when he got into his room, cause it was right below his. Sherlock smiled because he knew John was right in front of his wardrobe thinking about what he should wear.
John put on the first thing he saw in the closet, because he didn't have time to think about style in that moment. He took a plaid shirt, which was dark and pale blue and white, trousers and brown shoes.
Before John got down stairs, Sherlock in his room called a cab for John, and when he realised John was going to get down stairs he went to the living room to say goodbye to him like every day because it was an habit and he didn't want John to think he was too uncomfortable to continue with their customs...
Sherlock was in his blue robe when John went down stairs. Sherlock couldn't believe what he was looking when the small man arrived in the living room, he realised something John didn't know. John was wondering why Sherlock was looking at him with a smile so big that John couldn't avoid smiled him back, not caring about the fact he didn't know why he was doing it.
"Why are you smiling Sherlock? Do I look funny to you?" Said John looking at his clothes still with a smile in his face.
"No John, It's just..." His smile went bigger when he knew exactly John had no idea why he was actually smiling. "You are wearing the same clothes you wore when we first met" John was speechless, even himself forgot about what he wore in the moment they met. "W-well actually you missed the jacket but you look exactly like the day we met" Even Sherlock was surprised when he said it. But it was true, those were the exactly the same clothes he wore when they first met and John hadn't done it on purpose!
"A-are they? R-really? I just took the first thing I saw on my closet I-I didn't know these were those clothes" "He is going to think I've done it on purpose!" John thought nervous when their eyes met. "Quick! Think something not to awkward"
"I-I didn't remember at all!" A little nervous laugh came out of his mouth unconsciously "A-a-and if in some point I'd wanted to wear them it'd be weird because I wouldn't remember it at all.."
"Why would you like to wear them again?" Said Sherlock a bit confuse.
"I-I-I don't know" Said John wit"And how-how is that you know what I wore that day?" Sherlock face came red and John noticed immediately.
"You know, I'm always deducting things and... I just remembered it." John didn't know what else to say but when he was going to think about how is that his magnificent mind had that stupid information the bell rang. In that moment Sherlock remembered he called a cab for John.
"I called a cab for you, you know, you were late and I thought you wouldn't be so late for work if I'd get you a cab" Sherlock said with his face still red" Note: If this things are going to still happening when John and I are talking I'm going to shut that them bell"
"God bless that bell!" Thought John relieved "Thank you Sherlock that was very kind. Have a nice day I'll be back at five if I don't have any unexpected surgery"
"I'll be hear when you come back" Sherlock said. It sounded more like a promise than a goodbye and John smiled at Sherlock and thought that was the moment he was expecting to make see Sherlock that he really mattered to him.
"By the way Sherlock" Said John going down stairs "I remember what you wore the day we met too" Sherlock froze when he heard it and John walk through the door not looking back. He had a huge smile on his face that remained there for the rest of the day. He took an opportunity and take advantage of it to ensure that Sherlock would realized he was not the only one who noticed the little details, especially when those details are related to Sherlock.
When Sherlock assimilated what he had heard smiled too. He laid on the couch and started to think about what he was going to do for John's birthday. "This birthday has to be the most especial birthday he has ever had, but I think I'm going to need some help for the details" Sherlock took his phone and he got ready to call his brother looking for an advise.
So I hope you all liked it :) The next chapter is going to be John's birthday so if anyone wants something in particular he/she wants to happen please say it in a review or if you really like it just send me a review ^^ Next chapter it'll be next Sunday, so see you all then and thanks for reading :)