*~Bitter Sweet Deductions: Johnlock RP~* 18+ {with @akiravadel and @thetraveler}

[akiravadel]

John eventually came back out in the afternoon and tried to act normal, "your brother was texting me again. Something about the results are negative." He went into the fridge trying to find something to make them for a meal. Lunch/dinner meal to make them. He wondered why they always seemed to be lacking food, but a glance in Sherlock's direction always reminded him.

[thetraveler]

"Negative?" Sherlock let the word roll over his tongue with a little discomfort. "Well, then it must be the janitor because-" He suddenly understood everything. "John, I have to go to Scotland Yard and tell Lestrade about this. It was the janitor!" He grabbed his coat and was headed out before he realized that the idea wasn't his to take credit for. "Er, John? Didn't you... suggest that it was the janitor?? Yesterday?" He sighed. "You deserve some credit then. Come on, up we go," He grabbed John by his arm and raised him up, tugging him down the stairs of the flat and out the street. He held out his arm to hail a cab, and before he could protest, they were in one of the many taxis of London, headed to Scotland Yard.

[akiravadel]

John have a small smile to Sherlock, "Thank you. We'll both let them know." Some of the credit. Chuckling he grabbed his own coat to follow after Sherlock. He knew the other wasn't the best at compliments but he tried.

 

Their Kissing wasn't forgotten but for the moment things could be back to normal and unsure feeling would not need to be questioned.

[thetraveler]

They reached the offices and walked up to the building, regulars at the site. Sherlock walked the familiar path to Lestrade's office, pausing to take a doughnut from the plate they'd left out after an office party. He was just taking a bite as he entered the police-man's office, muttering with his mouth full, "We've solved it."

[akiravadel]

Greg looked from from drinking his coffee and eating his second donut, "who was it then?" He always respected Sherlock's input and knew he would have evidence to back it up. Reaching for his phone he got ready to make the call.

[thetraveler]

"Well, I'm actually not the one you should be asking." Sherlock gestured behind him somewhere, where he was certain that his friend stood. "It was actually John who had the idea." Before the aforementioned John could butt in, however, Sherlock started to say, "though I really proved it. See, I analyzed the suspects' hair samples and compared them to the samples we found at the scene of the crime, and there was only a complete match for the one person...."

[akiravadel]

John smiled seeing Sherlock actually giving him the glory of the moment, "the janitor." He walked over and stood next to his partner in crime. Greg chewed on the donut for a moment just looking at them then dialled on his phone making the call to one of the other officers to go in and make the arrest.

 

"Thank you two once again."

[thetraveler]

Sherlock did a rare thing; he smiled at Greg. "I wish I could say 'you're welcome' but that duty goes entirely to John."

[akiravadel]

"Now hang on Sherlock, it wasn't just me," John put a hand on his shoulder. "You figured it out from a scientific point of view. All I did was follow a hunch." The brunette blushed a bit.

 

Greg's eyebrows raised as he listened to the two, "you two are really sounding like an old married couple."

[thetraveler]

Sherlock flinched at the use of the phrase "married couple." After all that had happened over the past few days, it was a little bit sensitive to talk about marriage...

"Well, I suppose that's that, we'll be on our way, and thanks for the donuts!" Sherlock walked out of the room quickly, speaking even more so. "Laters!" he proclaimed as he left the building entirely, into the cold London air.

[akiravadel]

((omg I'm so sorry... been packing to move 2900 miles across the country and things have been horribly crazy over here >.

 

John blushed a bit at his comment but quickly followed Sherlock out not wanting to make a comment to Greg's notions on their relationship. He cleared his throat and grabbed a donut himself as he left. Looking at Sherlock's frame from behind he honestly thought he wasn't such a bad looking guy.

 

Coughing he nearly gagged on the donut he was eating and leaned against the wall outside, "ah... damn it..."

[thetraveler]

((hon you're totally fine don't worry a twitch about it))

 

"John?" Sherlock whirled around, curiosity etching his features, "you ok?" The sound of his (more than?) friend coughing caught his attention. "...John?"

[akiravadel]

John looked up at Sherlock's concerned face and he turned bright red coughing some more, "I'm fine! Really! Fine just coughing on the donut." He cleared his throat and threw the donut in the trash can outside. "Lets um... clean out the case from the apartment. We don't want any clients seeing the disaster it is in." He wiped off his mouth as his blush slowly faded.

[thetraveler]

Sherlock nodded, then raised his eyebrows in agreement, "yes, that's a good idea. Taxi!" A black cab rolled up and the pair slipped into it quickly. They rode in silence for a while, before Sherlock broke it with, "Thank you, John. You know, I really appreciate your help...on the case..." He blushed. Why was he doing this? Sherlock Holmes did not just say thank yous.

[akiravadel]

John blinked and looked at him, "are you... feeling alright Sherlock? You're not- well neither of us have been acting right since..." He cleared his throat. "We need to do something about this otherwise we're going to keep being awkward."

[thetraveler]

Sherlock nodded curtly. "I agree," he said, although he wasn't so sure he wanted to confront it now. "I also think we should wait until we get back to the flat." He tilted his head towards the cabbie. "You never know, John..."

[akiravadel]

 

John nodded and quickly got into the cabbie with Sherlock and the trip back was a bit quiet. At least it wasn't a long trip. Walking up to the flat he opened the door for them and quickly walked up stairs feeling his heart pound now. He knew Sherlock would be blunt at some point and point that out. He knew it was happening at the moment because he could hear the loud thudding of his heart.

 

Cleating his throat like he did when he was uncomfortable or worried he walked over to his chair and sat down in it. How could he start this conversation?

[thetraveler]

Sherlock swallowed and stepped into the middle of the room. "John, I..." he trailed off, unsure what to say. He took a deep breath. "John, I think that we need to understand each other. I... you're beautiful, and I love you." Use of the "l" word was a big problem to normal people, but even bigger for Sherlock Holmes. However, he did it for John. "I love you, and I understand if you don't feel the same, but at least now we're being honest with each other." he nodded curtly, and averted his eyes from his friend's gaze. "This feels so strange, being sentimental and having... feelings..." He chuckled at his own joke.

[akiravadel]

 

Within a couple seconds John went through some pretty heavy emotions. Taking a deep breath he looked down and bit his bottom lip. Sherlock had to be playing mind games with him! This had to be a part of another experiment, "how do I know I'm not just another person you propose to or pretend to like? I've seen you get engaged to break into a place." The doctor looked back up at the detective. "How do I know this is real Sherlock?" To be honest, he was a little surprised that was his first fear to this situation.