A/N: I know I haven't heard anything from you guys, but I really wanted to post the next chapter. So, I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, I just borrow them for stories.
"John what was that about anyway?" Sherlock asked once they had settled back in the flat.
"What?"
"You know what I'm talking about, don't play stupid."
John smiled. "I'm proud of you for not calling me Anderson this time." He said with a smile and walked up to Sherlock, wrapping his arms around the taller mans waist.
"Well you aren't being as stupid as Anderson."
"Thank you, now seriously. What do you want to know? I was distracted."
"I wanted to know why Harry was hugging you so tightly at the store."
"Oh that."
"Yes that," Sherlock said getting annoyed and making a face as he leaned down to look at John intently, wrapping his arms around the other mans shoulders. "What. Was. It. About?"
John sighed before saying anything. "She and Clara want to have a baby, and she's asked that I be the father, so the child can be related to both of them."
"Oh."
"Just oh?" John asked after a minute of silence. "That's your only comment?"
"Well I assume you're trying to be helpful to your sister, – which I don't always understand, seeing as Mycroft and I aren't close – but I know while you don't always approve of her actions, you like Harry, hence why you're trying to help her." Sherlock replied in his tone usually saved for deductions.
"That's… Actually spot on." John said with a smile. "You're brilliant."
"I'd also like to point out something."
"Yes?"
"I'd like us to have a child. Do you think Harry and Clara will be willing to return the favour?"
"By what? Harry having your child?"
"Uh…" Sherlock froze and looked at John threw long eyelashes. "Yes."
John smiled and looked at him. "You can ask her."
"Why can't you?"
"Because you're the one who brought it up."
"Do you not want us to have a child…?" Sherlock asked in a tone showing this was the first time he contemplated it. John's always talked about having children, so why not?
John looked slightly shocked. "No no, I want us to have a child, I just… thought we would be together longer before it got brought up."
Sherlock stiffened slightly. He wasn't very happy with John's response. "Alright," He said and stepped away from John, pulling himself from the other mans embrace. "Forget I brought it up." He said and walked towards the kitchen.
"Sherlock." John said with a groan, following after him. "You're taking this the wrong way."
Sherlock spun on John and stared at him. "How?" He asked in a quiet voice.
"I do want to have a child with you. I just didn't think it would get brought up for a long time. I figured you wouldn't want children."
"Why wouldn't I?"
"Because you generally hate people."
"I don't hate you. I don't hate Molly or Lestrade. And I know I wouldn't hate my child."
"I know that, but I just didn't think you would want a child, because of how much you dislike people. Because if we adopted a child, you would constantly complain about their birth parents being idiots"
"Of course I would." Sherlock explained.
"And if the child was related to one of us and we had to find a surrogate you'd throw a fit about constantly being with the woman to make sure she wasn't drinking or doing drugs.
Sherlock shrugged and smiled at John. "Which is why this would work."
"Yeah, I suppose you right..." John said with a smile spreading across his face. "We'll both ask Harry alright?"
Sherlock smiled and walked up to John. "Perfect."
"Yeah... Harry's going to call me in a few hours. Do you want me to ask them over for this weekend?"
"I don't mind." Sherlock said, attempting to be nonchalant, but failing miserably. "Do what ever you think is right."
"Well then I'm inviting them over." He said and pushed Sherlock towards the bedroom.
"Fine,"
John shook his head when Sherlock said that, "Come on, let's go relax before Harry calls me."
"By relax do you mean go have sex?" Sherlock questioned with a grin and wiggling his eyebrows.
"If you want." John added with a smile.
"Perfect, because that is what I want."
"Alright, well then come with me..." John added and placed a hand at the small of Sherlock's back.
Sherlock hummed and leaned into John's hand. "Alright..."
"You're such a git." John added with a laugh
"So are you." Sherlock said and kissed John. "But we're a good pair together."
"Very true Sherock, very true."