A/N Sorry it took so long but I decided it was to early for smut and I really wanted a chapter devoted to Sherlock being alone so it is kinda fluffy thanks to kiera and we don't own them disclaimer …. Own nothing well I own my laptop… so yea own nothing else. Sorry it took so long ~Elle
It had been three days since Eilis had come to the apartment and John was told about wizards. Sherlock couldn't help but note that his companion had taken the news with surprising ease. Easier than Sherlock himself had. (As he had all but deleted the information from his mind until recent.)
Sherlock had a meeting with the Potter boy today, at a cafe in King's Cross, which Potter had chosen. The meeting was at 3:30 pm and John would be off of work. Sherlock looked forward to John being off work. He would never admit it, but he hated being alone in their flat all day with nothing to do. True, it was possible for him to work on a case without John's help, but he didn't want to. It didn't feel right.
Sherlock stopped his train of thought. Had he just-
Sherlock had never felt anything in his life. The mere word was foreign to his mind and lips. Feelings were for the weak and only hindered his work. He simply didn't have time for his transport.
Sadly, it was only 5:30 am. John had just left for work.
John has decided that he might come. He wanted to hear what Potter had to say... at least that's what he told Sherlock.
Sherlock was out of experiments, and he had told Lestrade not to tell him of any new cases because he had one, but while he waited, Sherlock had nothing to do. He was tired of being bored. He needed something to occupy his mind.
Then he thought of it. What Eilis had said about him and John. He didn't really want to think about it. He had told himself that it was untrue and insane. Even though he knew this to be a lie, Sherlock could not think of John that way.
Sherlock sighed. He appreciated the doctor, obviously, but their partnership was occasionally more inconvenient than helpful. It was times like this one, when his transport fell out from under his control, that left the detective wondering if his friendship (and the term was used very loosely) with John was worth the trouble it always seemed to cause.
Then again, that was only occasionally.
More often than not, John was a great asset to have on hand, a second pair of eyes. He was brilliant and incredibly skilled… for an ordinary person. Plus, Sherlock, if he quite frank with himself, got rather lonely when John wasn't around.
He also realized that he had 9 hours til John came home, which was plenty of time for him to get off on his thoughts of John. He was John's friend and he just couldn't override that fact.
Sherlock grabbed John's laptop and turned on the telly. Watching BBC one and exploring the internet. This surely could keep him busy for a few hours.
It had.
It was now 10:30 am… and Sherlock had had enough. he utterly bored. He decided to go see Mrs. Hudson. As he walks to the landlady's room he notices she never came home. Her door was still locked. Must be out with that man. The one from the laundromat.
Sherlock goes on a short walk with nothing to do. He stops by the camping store understanding he will be on the run from wizards and the only safe way for that to happen is if they are camping. He picks up some basic supplies and begins to wander home.
What was Sherlock supposed to do outside the flat, now? He stumbled back into the flat tired of doing nothing. He looked at the time. Only 3 and a half hours left.
His phone rang. He let it ring. He didn't want to answer it. The ringing stop but then started again. He looked at his phone; it was John. Sherlock couldn't just simply ignore John.
He picks up the phone.
"Hello, Doctor. What is it you need?" Sherlock assumes that he needs something.
"Oh, you picked up. I thought I was going to have to call you again." John was talking but Sherlock wasn't listening. That voice had distracted him from the words it said. He couldn't imagine a better voice if he tried. It was rough and sweet at the same time. Sherlock knew there had to be a reason he was thinking like this. But what was it?
This whole 'thinking of John' thing would have to stop. Sherlock couldn't afford distractions, especially when he was on a case. Exponentially more so when he was working with the damned M-word.
There would be time to analyze this new-found obsession his transport had developed for John after this M-word war was over and the danger had dropped back to an acceptable level. Right now, he had other things to consider. The Potter boy and his lollypop guild. These horcruxes or whatever they were called. Packing his own things for the journey ahead. And all in time to meet the Potter boy at three-thirty.
John, and whatever he and Sherlock had according to Ellis, would simply have to wait its turn.
"Um Sherlock are you listening? Go to my room there are a pair of trousers in the pocket is my debit card, I need that number on it." John said slowly and loudly.
Sherlock snapped out of it. "Right. Um, why?" Sherlock couldn't believe he had not been listening to John.
"Well the lunch I pack this morning was stolen… I put it in the fridge and um well someone ate it… So I decided to get take-out… delivered to the clinic…" John sounded very embarrassed about it.
"You must have forgot to write your name on your lunch… where is your card?" Sherlock turns to face the living room.
"In my trouser pocket in my room…"Sherlock walks to John's room and looks to the floor for the trousers. he didn't see them.
"Where in your room…" Sherlock's face began to flush as he spotted the pants on the bed. Sherlock climbs up onto the bed to reach them.
"Nevermind I found them…" He pulls out the card and picks up the red pants in the trousers. "John the number on the card is 1769 1887 1859 1930."
"I just needed the last 4…."
"Ok well bye then see you at 3 o'clock" John hangs up and Sherlock began to focus on the pants.
They were bright red. He couldn't believe John wore something so bright under all of his clothes. He couldn't imagine that he missed them so often when John walked around in his pants.
Sherlock felt their soft fabric. He wondered if John had more… Walking over to John's dresser, he felt them more. He wanted to wear them… He opened John's drawer and saw at least 10 pairs of red pants. He discarded the pair he had in his hand to the hamper and pulled out a pair from the dresser.
Sherlock went to unbutton his trousers. He wasn't thinking clearly, obviously, for he wouldn't usually put on John's pants… while he was unbuttoning his trousers he felt his erection. His transport must hate him, for why else not obey his minds clear instruction?
His mind didn't stop from putting the pants on… over his erection. He hadn't had an erection since he was 17. Which was due to yet another male. Sherlock put his trousers back on over. He left John's room and went to the couch. He had to distract himself from his- well John's- pants.
He walked to the kitchen to make some tea. As he walked he felt the cotton rub against his member in ways that it had never been touched before. This was probably due to the fact that the pants were larger on Sherlock then he has ever had due to custom tailoring.
After his tea was done Sherlock was back on the couch watching telly. Just waiting for his meeting in the most excited way, waiting to see John… wondering if he will be able to deduce what Sherlock was wearing.
It was almost time to go and Sherlock thought on his feelings about John. Maybe it was true maybe he did ….. lov-... admire John.
A/N Now time for our lovely family ^.^
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Well I'm certainly finding enjoyment in seeing where this story is going. You're doing a wonderful job with it. I would suggest longer chapters, but I know not everyone is comfortable writing them. So continue on as you are if it's better for you. I hope you're having as much fun writing it as I am reading it. Best wishes.
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