Day 20: Dancing
John and Sherlock arrived at the house. It was a very large house, Tall black fences lined the perimeter. John's eyes widened, he knew Sherlock had money, but he didn't know he had this much. The car pulled up to the front gates where they were buzzed in. The car drove down the long driveway and came to a stop by the front stairs. The men got out of the car and were greeted by Mycroft at the top of the stairs dressed in a nice suit and leaning on his umbrella.
"Ahh John, I see you got my brother here. Thank you." he coldly smiled turned around and walking into the house. They both walked into the house, and had their coats hung up. As John walked into the main room his mouth dropped as he gazed around the house. Tall ceilings, with an extravagant chandelier hanging in the middle, elegant wallpaper, and a gorgeous white grand piano off in the corner, and not to mention all of the guest dressed in long flowy dresses and sharp suits chatting and dancing.
Sherlock smiled glancing down at John who looked amazed at the whole scene. To Sherlock this was nothing out of the ordinary. His mother always loved to throw huge parties, and actually made the boys take dance lessons when they were little. Sherlock scanned the crowd and noticed his mother looking in their direction and starting to make her way towards them. John had finally come to his senses when he noticed who he assumed was Mrs. Holmes standing beside him.
She had Sherlock's dark curly hair and his sharp cheekbones. Sherlock rolled his eyes, he already did not want to be here, and his mother was going to make such a big deal over John. He wondered just how much Mycroft had told her about them. Sherlock decided to be polite for John's sake at least and introduce the two. "Hello Mother, lovely to see you." He spoke flatly "This is my... This is John Watson! John, this is my Mother Violet Holmes." Him and John hadn't formally decided what exactly they were yet, and Sherlock didn't want to push any boundaries.
obviously noticed the slip up though and smiled. John took her hand and kissed it, "Lovely to meet you ." John spoke. "Oh what a gentlemen" laughed. "I'm so glad I'm finally meeting you John, Mycroft has told me a lot about you and my son." John felt a blush creeping up his neck and nervously laughed. Sherlock desperately not wanting to be in his current situation, he grabbed John's hand pulling him away and close to himself and whispered in John's ear "Come on lets dance John."
John looked around worriedly and begun to protest "Sherlock I can't dance, I mean not like this a least!" Sherlock intertwined their fingers pulling him out further to the dance floor. "John everyone can dance, just follow me I got you okay?" Sherlock assured. The boys were in the middle of the room now directly under the chandelier, and were attracting a crowd. "Okay." he mumbled giving Sherlock a nervous smile. Sherlock grabbed John's hand and laid it on his shoulder, he then put his own hand on John's waist.
He then clasped Johns hand and begun to dance to the music. Most of the guest were now watching them and John grew even more nervous and began to stumble and get off beat. Sherlock leaned forward and whispered "John, don't pay attention to anyone watching look at me, keep your eyes fixed on me and let me lead." John looked up into Sherlock's eyes and smiled, beginning to grow confident. The two danced and twirled around the dance floor flawlessly John never looking anywhere but Sherlock's strong eyes. After the song was over Sherlock smiled "See John, I knew you could dance." John laughed, he wished he could freeze this moment, and stay just like this forever.
A/N: Thank you for reading! Today has been a surprisingly busy day but I ended up being able to finish this! This is part 2 and is connected to the last prompt! I actually really enjoyed writing this and I hope you guys enjoyed reading it! Please review! Thank you! (Oh gosh guys am I going crazy or does the bold look different? I swear I need glasses.)