Ah...yeah. It's been a few days but I have an excuse. A good excuse. A handsome, attentive, loving, adorable, amazing excuse.
Conquering Hero
Sherlock bounded in with the pomp and circumstance of a conquering hero. "John," he called as he flung the door open, causing everyone in the cafe to turn and look at him, "I aced midterms. We're going out tonight to celebrate."
John's face, which had paled at the hurricane that was Sherlock exploding into the cafe, turned the color of rosy cotton candy. "Ah...sure. Great job, by the way, I knew you could do it."
John knew Sherlock had a weakness for flattery, but the pleased and triumphant flush on his flatmate's face never failed to make him grin.
Prompt was #93: cotton candy