"John. Joooohn." Sherlock dragged the word out, making John even more irritated than he already was. Which was impressive.

"What?" He snapped. Sherlock got a weird expression, an expression John had never seen before. It made him uncomfortable. "I need to tell you something that's been on my mind a long time." He said, a serious look on his face. John was lost in his stormy eyes for a moment. "Erm okay, do tell." He mumbled, suddenly getting nervous.

Sherlock nodded to himself with a determined look on his face. He stood up abruptly and ripped his shirt up. The buttons popped off immediately, almost hitting John's face. "Sherlock what the hell?" John shrieked flustered. Sherlock winked at John, making him blush. Is this really happening? John thought, too shocked to do anything.

Sherlock didn't say a word, he just pressed a button on the CD player. A familiar intro. "Oh. My. God."

"I WANT TO BREAK FREE!" John's mouth hung open. Sherlock snapped his fingers along with the song. "I WANT TO BREAK FREE FROM YOUR LIES YOU'RE SO SELF SATISFIED I DON'T NEED YOU!" Even though John was still in shock he was slightly hurt. Sherlock smiled reassuringly. "I've got to break free. God knows, God knows I want to break free."

"I've fallen in love," Sherlock reached for John's hand.
"I've fallen in love for the first time, and this time I know it's for real." John took his hand and held it tightly. He joined him.

"I've fallen in love yeah! God knows! God knows I've fallen in love." They looked at each other. The music continued to play, but they stopped singing along. It was background music now.

They were so close, their bodies were almost touching. "John." Sherlock leaned closer. He had an intense look on his face. John were lost in his eyes. They looked like stormclouds, only more beautiful. Sherlock glanced at John's lips, leaning even closer. John's breath quickened. He's going to kiss me! His eyes widened but he didn't back away.

He could feel Sherlock's breath on his lips, then- "Finally! Some real music!" Mrs. Hudson barged in with a huge grin, wearing a queen t-shirt. John was so frustrated he could scream.

Sherlock cussed under his breath, but couldn't help but smile at her excitement. He noticed John's annoyed expression and couldn't help but smile wider. He leaned closer, his lips touched his cheek. "We will have time for that later, my dear Watson." He whispered and winked. John felt a blush creep up his neck, but smiled widely.

"Oh stop flirting, turn the volume up!" She sang along with a voice that was surprisingly powerful for such a small lady. They grinned at each other, then sang along to Bohemian Rhapsody, until they had to force their landlady to get some sleep.

John sighed loudly and leaned his head against the door. "What a long night!" He chuckled and rubbed his eyes. "It isn't over yet." John's eyes snapped open. Sherlock leaned against the wall with a playful smirk on his face. Oh God.

John closed the distance between them, taking Sherlock face in his hands and- A sharp sound interrupted them again. John lost it. "Oh come on!" He growled. Sherlock giggled. Giggled. Giggled.

"We'll be right there." He hung up. "What? It's four in the morning!" Sherlock shrugged. "Are you coming or not?" He called behind his back, already wearing his coat and scarf. "Do you even have to ask?" John mumbled, rolling his eyes.

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I don't even know what I was thinking *cringes* bye