AN: I love this chapter.
"Na na na na na na na na na na na, Hey Jude!"
Both men were reading a book each when John started to sing one of those songs Sherlock assured him he never knew about or if he had, he deleted it a long time ago.
"I can't believe you don't know who The Beatles are! They are as British as tea!"
"Agh! Can we avoid this part in which you say 'this is pop culture, how can't you no know this'"
"But this isn't primary school stuff, Sherlock. It's The Beatles!"
Sherlock rolled his eyes and closed his book, getting ready to wrap himself with his dark, soft and warm duvet and finish the Beatles conversation. John did the same and then both men were just lying on their back over the bed, looking at their white ceiling.
John started to sing that song again and finally, Sherlock asked.
"Why that song, John?"
"Well, I like the lyrics. Paul McCartney composed the song for John Lennon's son. John was divorcing his first wife after his affair with Yoko Ono. He tried to make Julian feel better-"
"Who's Julian?"
"Lennon's son. Anyway, he said he composed the song while he was driving to see him. It's a beautiful song if you listen carefully"
"Mmm. I'll listen at it tomorrow. I'm sure judging by your tone of voice, you are fond of that band. I won't be wrong if I say you have their discs. Am I right? Of course I'm right"
John rolled his eyes and nodded. He had several discs on his room. And he couldn't wait to introduce Sherlock some good songs he knew he will like.
"Na na na na na na na na na na na, Hey Sherlock!"
"Good night, John"