Author's Note: 51/60
Pairing: Philip Anderson x Sherlock Holmes
Warnings: Extremely OOC.
Trapped
"This is all your fault, you utter baboon! Now we are trapped in here, together, for who knows how long!" Sherlock shouted at Anderson.
"How is this my fault? You are the one who insulted the killer!" Anderson hotly argued.
"You are supposed to stop me, that's why Lestrade told you to come with me!"
"I am not a fucking babysitter, Holmes, Lestrade told me to come because new forensics evidence might come up!"
"Nothing will come up now, except our dead bodies, years from now!"
Anderson rolled his eyes at Sherlock's behavior, and grabbed him by the collar and kissed him in order to shut up.
That's how Lestrade found them hours later, aggressively kissing each other.
John gave the next day 75 bucks to Lestrade, scowling. Couldn't those two idiots wait three more days before getting together?