Well, he hasn't got a girlfriend, anyway, John thought.
Harry had come out of the closet when she and her brother were nineteen - and had almost instantly turned and scrabbled madly at the closet handle, trying to get back in. She'd blamed John for that. It'll be fine, you said. It's the nineties, not the nineteenth century. Nobody will think badly of you, you said. Thanks so much for that, John.
It was true that John had said those things. He'd also said other things Harry never mentioned like why should your whole life be a lie? Because you're scared of a few bigots?
She'd started drinking heavily after she came out.
To be fair, most people were okay with it. But then, most people had assumed Harry was just "going through a rebellious phase" after her mother had died. Why this should prompt anyone to pretend they were gay had never made the slightest bit of sense to John. Why would anyone in their right mind do that?
It was partly why he'd been adamant that she should stop pretending to be straight.
Only weeks later, she'd been fired from a job that she'd always hated. Probably the drinking, not the closet malfunction. Six months after that, John had punched some lout on campus who'd called her a dyke and spent a few hours in a holding cell over it. No regrets, even though he'd knocked the guy unconscious and had come perilously close to losing his scholarship over that one. Much later, there'd been all that drama with Clara. When John had encouraged his sister to come out, he hadn't expected his then-girlfriend to fall in love with her and end up the sister-in-law for seven years. But on the whole, Harriet Anne Watson came out as a lesbian and the world still turned.
So if Sherlock Holmes was gay, the world was still going to turn. John could live with that - and live with him. Why not? They were going to be sharing a flat, not a bloody bed.
His landlady assumes he's gay. The guy I met earlier in the warehouse couldn't wait to be an arse about it... and now a bloody candle? Seriously...?
Sherlock probably thinks if he tells me he's gay, I'll run for the hills.
I don't even know him. Still, should probably say something. If he's gay and too scared to just tell me... I guess he just needs to me to let him know it's fine.