Lestrade wonders what happened to change Sherlock's mind about John- last he remembered, Sherlock was giving the poor man the death glare for replacing his favorite barista.
Ordinary
"Lestrade, John Watson. John's to be my assistant; I expect him added to the payroll. Mycroft expects it too," he added for good measure. As if on cue, his mobile beeped. (How childish to use my name to your advantage. MH)
Lestrade nodded at John, wondering what had happened to convince Sherlock of the man's worth so that he overlooked John's intrusion of his comfort zone. John didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary- twenty five, maybe, with a soothing but unremarkable presence and a cuddly-looking forrest green jumper. Completely average.
What was he doing with Sherlock, then?
Prompt was #41: forrest