Sherlock

"For cripe's sake, Sherlock, are you ready or not? We've got plans, mate." 

John's voice rings through the flat, a sound that Sherlock has come to love. They were supposed to go out to eat, the transparency of John's intentions irritating the detective. He had found a packet in John's desk that had information about dealing with eating disorders, and one of the tips was to go out on a fun trip that involved food, but did not revolve around it.

"Keep your pants on, John, I'm looking for my phone," Sherlock says irritably, trying to hide the scale that he had been tampering with. He heard Jonn's impatient footsteps and just chucked it under their bed, making a mental note to deal with it later.

"Hello, beautiful," John says as Sherlock whirls to face him. "Ready to go?"

Sherlock's cheek twitches with irritation; he quite hated nicknames, especially ones that weren't true. But he loved John, so he was willing to endure for his sake.

Sherlock smiles easily, and in the back of his mind it occurs to him that he is scarily good at pretending he's okay.

"Don't suppose you'll tell me where we're going?" Sherlock says, knowing the answer before he spoke.

"Nope. It's a surprise." John says, a grin on his face.

"Wonderful," Sherlock says sulkily.

"Sherl, mate, maybe if you weren't so sarcastic you'd have more friends," John mutters, a smile betraying him.

"I have you, and that's enough." Sherlock's mouth turns up a little as he says this.

John turns around suddenly, pulling the detective into a long, desperate kiss that left Sherlock dazed.

"Any particular reason for that gem of a kiss?" Sherlock says breathlessly.

"I just want you to know how much I love you." John says wistfully. 

Sherlock nods, suddenly trepidatious. 

"Well, we better get going. You're really going to like where I'm bringing you." John says.

***

John

John wanted nothing more than for Sherlock to be okay. Unfortunately, old habits die hard.

They had gone to ride the London Eye, which Sherlock had never been on. They managed to get a car all to themselves, and let's just say John had no doubt that Sherlock loved him.

But now they were seated in a booth in a local restaurant, and locked in a battle of wills.

"Sherlock. You've got to eat, love." John says, hating how pleading his voice came out.

Sherlock says nothing, staring at the untouched fruit salad he had ordered.

"It's fruit, Sherl. I'm not asking you to eat a disgustingly American cheeseburger." 

Sherlock's mouth twitches in what could be a smile, but remains silent.

"How about this: every bite you eat, I'll give you a kiss. Sound fair?" John says, his mouth turning up at the corner in a ghost of a smile.

"Okay." Sherlock finally says, but doesn't move.

"You've got to pick up the fork, mate. I'm sure your parents taught you how to use one." John jokes, hoping to lighten the mood some.

Sherlock glares at John, but picks up his fork and spears a pineapple chunk, bringing it towards his mouth and chewing slowly.

"All right, that's one. Next time a bigger bite would be better."

"I'm trying, John. Let me be." Sherlock says quietly.

John feels a pang of guilt, but says nothing.

Everntually, the fruit salad has been eaten and John promised to pay Sherlock for his troubles when they got home.

Later, when both men were curled up in the two twin sized beds they shoved together, John turns over to look Sherlock in the eye.

"Hey, Sherl..." He whispers softly, trying to convey his emotions through his eyes.

"Yes, John?" Sherlock says sleepily, his eyelids drooping.

"I just want to say I'm really proud of you today. I know it's hard, and I know you don't want to, but I think you really have a shot at getting better. I love you. Always remember that." John says, reaching out to stroke Sherlock's cheek, the detective leaning into his touch.

"I love...I love you too...John..." Sherlock mumbles before he drops off into a deep sleep, the love of his life by his side.

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A/N:

Hey guys, I'm sorry the chapter was so short, I've just been really busy with school and such xD I hope you enjoyed it anyway, and more is yet to come! Thanks my dudes

-Hannah