Chapter 2

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Sherlock scanned John's face quickly.

"Interesting," he hummed to himself. He then shot up out of John's lap and started pacing the room.

"Wh-What's interesting?" John demanded.

"You. Your pupils have dilated, quite dramatically, since our brief event of interaction. Your pulse, elevated to an extremely high rate since our knees touched. You're licking your lips more, something I've noticed you do a lot when we are in close proximity with each other. And, of course, your cheeks are flushing an alarming shade of red, which implies that you are either embarrassed or aroused. It would seem you are both now, would it not?" Sherlock stared at him inquisitively.

"My God, are you joking. Shit. Are you telling me this was just an... an experiment?!" John was trying to keep himself calm, but his rage was starting to break through.

"Yes, obviously. Why, is that a problem?" Sherlock replied.

John's mouth hung open slightly in disgust and shock. "I can't believe you. You heartless bastard. You know, I thought, for one second, that you might be able to change. I couldn't have been more wrong." He turned around and stormed out, slamming the door to his bedroom behind him.

He couldn't sit still; clenching and unclenching his fists, breathing heavily through his nose, and thumping the mattress. After a while, he collapsed on his bed, small wet trails forming down his cheeks as tears flowed free. He sat and thought about what might have happened. If only.

Sherlock, for the first time in his life, was speechless. John was never this angry about his experiments, and he had only done this one to see if John had felt the same way. He didn't understand what went wrong.

Should he tell John? No, that would make John angrier. Maybe he should wait until the morning, until John had calmed down.

Sherlock sat on his chair, knees pulled against his chest, and he slowly rocked while he thought of the best way to reveal to John the truth. Morning couldn't come soon enough he thought.

...

Sherlock awoke to the smell of coffee, and saw John's small frame in the kitchen, pouring two small cups.

He emerged from the kitchen and sat in his chair opposite Sherlock and passed him a cup of coffee.

"Thank you John."

"No problem." John hesitated a bit, before continuing, "We need to talk about what happened yesterday."

"Yes I completely agree," Sherlock fidgeted slightly in his seat. His mind ran over various was to say how he felt. I find your appearance appealing and would like to embrace you. No, that didn't explain it well enough. I have started to develop feeling for you which I would like to try and resolve. Nope, definitely not, that sounded almost robotic. John, I think I maybe starting to love you. That would have to do.

"John," Sherlock started, "I – I -"

"I'm sorry about what happened," Sherlock froze. "I didn't want it to happen, and I can promise you, it won't happen again. I - It was just a long night" John blurted out.

Sherlock sat back, stunned, and somehow... hurt by John's words. "Right, yes. Good. Okay."

John nodded and returned to his coffee, leaving Sherlock sitting in his chair, slowly being enveloped by a cloud of rejection.

...

Sherlock had retired to his room for the night, which left John sitting comfortably on the sofa.

Why did you say that you idiot?! John mentally scolded himself. Now, the man that you have loved for the past 4 months thinks you despise him. John sat up and covered his face in his hands, regret washing over him.

John knows how to explain feeling to people, but he has only done it with people that understand how they work, not a high-grade sociopath that can't even remember his girlfriends' names.

You're just going to have to get over him, the doctor thought. Except he knew he would be lying to himself. He couldn't, and wouldn't escape from how he felt.

Now Sherlock would never know.

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