Over the next week, John kept his job, grades and relationship steady. Sherlock feels that he's been spending a bit more time at school with the popular crowd, but he seems happy and Sherlock gets more time with his boyfriend than the usual couple. So he figures it's okay. Friday comes along and John wants to take Sherlock back to the café for another taste of their menu. At work that afternoon he asks Angelo for some good restaurant suggestions- John wants to take Sherlock and his family out for a nice dinner to show his appreciation. He's been saving up his money, not spending it at all in fact. He hides it in his old 'space' In a box as to not raise suspicion from Sherlock, who recently has taken interest in reading people from their body language and other details.

Angelo invites John into his little office in the back of the kitchen- Angelo's quiet escape, or where he can crash after a late night. "John, m'boy. How can I help you?" Angelo chirps. "Yes, um, I was wondering if you have any suggestions for good restaurants nearby, not too posh but not too casual, like a nice steak, or a roast chicken or something." John asks. "What's the special occasion?" Angelo smiles brightly. "Er, I wanted to take my date and his family, they've been housing me for a bit and I want to show my appreciation. Any ideas?" John shyly explains. Angelo squints his eyes and his face breaks out in a mischievous smile. John isn't sure whether to be creeped out or excited. Angelo breaks out of his reverie and resumes his happy posture. "Of course, you have to try the Chicken parmesan and pasta down at 'doppia faccia' across from the theatre. It's absoltely fantastic." John thinks for a moment, then remembers the deep purple sign etched with gold down just a few streets from here. "Great! Thanks boss." John turns to leave. "Call me Angelo, boy. We've known eachother too long to just be coworkers. Goodbye son, see you Monday." Angelo grins.

John nods, not sure if he feels comfortable with the way Angelo adresses him. Angelo's been very nice, and hasn't given John a reason not to trust him, but he doesnt know. Something just, he doesnt know. John leaves the cool room into a bustling hot kitchen. Frantic chefs run all over the place carrying trays of uncooked meat, boiling saucepans and countless other ingrediants. John weaves in and out of them and out the side door of the kitchen. A blast of cool wind hits John as he steps out of the kitchen, a welcome gust from the hot stuffy place he was previous. Fall was turning to winter, and the trees were shedding their leaves. John enjoyed the quiet walk back to Sherlock's house with his paycheck in his pocket (actually it was cash, John had asked for cash so he could take Sherlock to the cafe tonight.) John walked in the unlocked door, wiped and took off his shoes and climbed the stairs and into Sherlock's room. At first he didnt see Sherlock until he felt arms wrap around him from behind. Sherlock had heard John come in and stood behind the door to suprise him. "Whats this for?" John smiled, leaning back into Sherlock's warm embrace. "I wanted a hug." Sherlock says into John's hair.

"Anytime you want," John turns around and hugs Sherlock around the neck. Sherlock hums, and releases John, content for the moment. "Hey Sherlock, I was thinking of doing something tonight, you know, Friday and all." John started. "If your suggesting another party, I'll have to object my vote after last time, sorry." Sherlock says, not looking sorry but a little hurt? Jealous? Anxious? John shakes his head and laughs. "No, not a party. I was thinking we'd go grab something from that cafe with the hot chocolate." Sherlock immediatly smiles and nods, "Yes that sounds very good. Perhaps we could head out after a movie? My mom just picked up 'The Da Vinci Code.' It's mystery and crime and thrilling."

John grins. "Sounds great. Say, you're getting really into crime and mystery stuff." Sherlock shys a bit. "Its interesting, and useful and I think i might be serious about it." Sherlock says a bit defensivly. John steps close to him and places a hand on his arm. "Hey, I'm all for it, if it's what you want. Crime and deductions beats a boring accountant or something like that." Sherlock sighs in relief. "Thanks John, for being so supportive. John smiles again and responds slyly, "Plus its kinda sexy. My boyfriends a detective." Sherlock blushes and stammers, "well I'm not yet, I dont even know if I'll be good, and-" John interupts him. "From what I know about you, you will be good at anything you want to be. You're amazing that way." John brushes his lips over Sherlocks. "I will support you with anything that will make you happy, and will help you in any way I can." John says, eyelashes fluttering. "You make me happy," Sherlock says, stroking John's cheek with his hand.

"Guess I'm not leaving anytime soon. Shame, that girl was pretty cute," John says as sarcastic as he can muster. Sherlock's heart rate picks up, "You... you... thought-" Sherlock starts and John chuckles. "No you git, that was sarcasm. But you're cute when your jealous. Noted. Anyway I want you and only you." Sherlock sighs in relief. "Good. That's good." He replies and takes John's hand. "So how bout that movie now?"

John leans in and presses a soft kiss to Sherlock's lips. "Sounds like a fantastic idea." Sherlock leads John down into the living room and, after pressing play on the TV, pulls John onto the sofa with him.

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