"You're what?" Martin asked. He wasn't sure whether he was angry or excited.

"You heard me," Benedict sighed, "I'm in love with you Martin."

"But... I'm... Married."

"Oh, really? I didn't notice." Ben said sarcastically.

"I..."

"Listen. I may not be Sherlock Holmes but I know that you feel the same way." There was a long pause before he said, "You weren't drunk last night, were you? You knew exactly what you were doing."

"Alright, stop it now."

"Martin..."

"I'm married to Amanda, Ben. I've got kids. I can't just through that away to be with the man that I..."

"The man that you what?"

"The man that I love. Okay? I love you Ben. I always have. But I always thought that you were straight. I thought you had a girlfriend. So, I married Amanda to take my mind off you. It sounds horrible but... I don't know. I don't know anymore Ben."

The car was silent from then on. They didn't expect that the conversation could turn this awkward. They were both sharing their feelings with each other but neither of them had any idea why.

They reached the studio and walked to the room they were filming in. They continued to share awkward eye contact all day. It was as if they could tell what the other person was thinking just by looking at them.

As soon as the cameras were turned on, they were focused. They tried to forget everything that was going on. As far as they were aware, Benedict was Sherlock and Martin was John. That was it.

At the end of a long day of filming, Martin offered to drive Benedict home. The drive back to the flat was quiet. No one wanted to say anything.

"Amanda wasn't on set today." Martin said trying to break the tension.

"She must be worried about you. You didn't go home last night." Benedict replied, trying to act like he didn't care.

"Yeah, and hopefully not tonight either." Martin said cheekily whilst parking the car outside Ben's house.

"What?"

"I love you Ben. You love me too. So, why don't we go inside and I'll tell Amanda that I'm staying late to film."

"Martin, I can't let you do that." Benedict said getting out of the car.

Martin followed him out of the car and into his flat. As soon as they had closed the door, Martin pushed Ben against the wall.

"Did you really think you could get rid of me that easily?" Martin said before leaning in to kiss him. Instead of their lips meeting, they somehow ended up head-butting each other, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."

"I know."

"I actually mean to..."

"I know."

With that, they leant in and kissed properly. The kiss swiftly lead to the bed room for a night they would never forget.