Day 19: In formal wear
"Mycroft I am not going to a party." Sherlock spat. He was in the middle of a case, and even if he wasn't he still wouldn't go. Why should he waste his time with such pointless things. "You can bring John." Mycroft prompted. Sherlock rose an eyebrow questioningly. Bringing John would made the whole affair at least slightly bearable. "John and I could just simply stay here. I still see no reason to go." Sherlock said, just as John walked into the room.
"Ah John." Mycroft spoke standing up "Mother has decided to throw a party and both of you have been invited." "We're not going." Sherlock glared angrily his brother. "John, i'll send a car around seven this Saturday night, I'm trusting you will help me with this situation. Good luck." Mycroft spoke walking towards the door. "Oh, and this is a black tie event, make sure you dress accordingly." The second Mycroft was outside the door frame Sherlock stood up and slammed the door. "John, you don't have to go if you don't want too. Don't make my brother make you do anything." Sherlock sneered.
"Sherlock we're going, I'm actually very curious about your family anyways. The only problem would be the suit." John answered. "The suits not a problem John, I'll just set up an appointment for tomorrow with my tailor." Sherlock paused for a moment. He knew John was going to make him go despite any of his protesting. "As long as you want me to go John I'll comply. That doesn't mean I have to like it though." he mumbled picking up his violin.
John stood in his room straightening out his tie. God it had been years since he had worn a suit. He walked into the living room to see Sherlock standing in front of the mirror above the fireplace fixing his bowtie. John's eyes widened. Sherlock always looked amazing, but seeing him all dressed up like this was breath taking. Sherlock smirked raising an eyebrow at John through the mirror. John blushed deeply as he quickly turned away.
Sherlock turned around to where he was facing John and smiled "You look good in a suit John." "Y-You dont uhm, look to bad yourself." John stammered in response. "Well" Sherlock said walking towards the door. "Our car is here, we better be going." he paused for a moment. "You know John, we don't have to go. We can stay home if you want." Sherlock moved close to John to where their faces were inches apart. John smiled and spoke "Not a chance Sherlock. I promised your brother I would get you there, so come on lets go." John stepped away from Sherlock and started down the stairs. Sherlock frowned, and followed John outside to the car.
A/N: This will be connected to the next one which is dancing, so ya. Anyways, Thank you so much for reading guys! I'm sorry, I should have posted this yesterday, but I am drained, I've had such an emotional weekend, my brother just left for the navy and we are super duper close, so I'm like a wreck right now. Thanks for reading though, bare with me the next few days I'll try to update everyday! Thanks!