Day 4: Wearing Each Other's Coat
"It's a nice night out. D'you want to walk home?" John asked Sherlock as they walked out of Angelo's restaurant.
Sherlock looked over at John. "Sure." He said. "Just don't hold my hand again. You know how I feel about that stuff."
"I'm sorry that I wanted to hold my boyfriend's hand while we walked home!" John argued.
Sherlock looked away. He also wasn't comfortable with the term "boyfriend" yet.
John thought he deserved at least a little affection. Especially after everything he had been put through. After all, Sherlock had pretended to be-.
No. He would not allow himself to return to that place. It had been a dark place, and he did not want to think about. All that mattered was here and now.
And it was freezing here and now.
John shoved his hands in his jean pockets, and walked a little closer to Sherlock, leaning into him.
Sherlock looked over at John. "Would you like my coat?" he asked.
"What? Ah, nah. I'm fine." John said through gritted teeth.
"John! You're shivering! Here, take my coat." Sherlock said, taking his coat off.
"No! Sherlock, its fine. We're almost home." He said, but once Sherlock's coat was wrapped around him, he stopped fighting, snuggling into the warmth of the jacket.
"But, Sherlock, won't you get cold?" John asked.
"I'm fine John. Like you said, we're almost home."
John sighed, slipping his hands through the sleeves. His arms were too short, and did not come out all the way, and the coat came all the way past his knees. He looked like a little boy trying on his father's suit.
Sherlock looked over and chuckled.
"What?" John asked.
"Nothing." Sherlock smiled.
They walked the rest of the way home, opening the door to the flat.
And as soon as they were inside, Sherlock grabbed John by the lapels of his coat, and pulled him in to a fierce kiss. Sherlock pushed John against the wall, and slipped his hand under John's jumper. John jumped.
"Oh! Your hands are cold!" John said.
"Well, what are we going to do to warm them up?" Sherlock asked.
"Hmmm… We'll have to see about that." John said. They stumbled up the stairs, not breaking the kiss.
Once at the top of the stairs, Sherlock pulled away only to say, "Mmm. I love you in my coat. You should wear it more often."