"Interesting case?" John asked curiously as he settled him down. Molly quietly made her way over to her seat and started reading a magazine, following the conversation discreetly. She wanted to have a chat with Sherlock before other people would enter the classroom. She was beginning to dislike John there. He's putting a wall between her and Sherlock, and she didn't have the power to break it. She was thinking that John might have a crush on Sherlock, and that this was the reason why he was always here with him. She thought it was like a puppy following his boss.

"Oh Well almost got drown, but I'm fine." He shrugged, fiddling through a book, finding it a normal situation. Molly briefly looked up at Sherlock as her eyes grew wider. When Sherlock looked at her with a dull expression, she immediately stared back at her book. A frown etched into John's brows at Sherlock's sentence.

"You what?" He questioned, sitting more straight.

"Drown John. Sink in the water and suffocate and die." He replied dryly. John pursed his lips together, crossing his arms.

"I know the meaning of drown idiot." He said with a frown, feeling offended.

"You do?" He quipped, putting on his typical teasing smirk. John rolled with his eyes and Sherlock could see a tiny smile plastered on his lips.

"Shut up." John grumbled, getting on his feet.

"Where you going, Watson?" Sherlock asked.

"Tea." John replied simply.

"Bring me a coffee."

"Not sure if you deserve a coffee. I have to think this through." He smirked and disappeared the classroom. John must have forgotten that Molly was present inside. Sherlock sighed and turned his head away from the now closed door and started reading his book. A smile was appearing on Molly her shy face and she was trying to find something proper to say. She thought that this was her only chance to have a private conversation with her teacher, her lover.

"Mr. Holmes?" Molly asked quietly, tugging on her sleeves. Sherlock just hummed in response, not bothering to look away from his book. "From where do you know John?" She asked calmly.

"We share a flat." He muttered, still not looking away from his book. Molly gasped slightly. She didn't know those two wake up in the same building. She wished she was John. She cleared her throat, turning a page of her magazine.

"Are you friends?" She asked quietly.

"Sort of." He said, not really paying attention to her babbling.

"What does that mean?" She wondered, feeling confused.

"That we are sort of friends, Molly. Now be quiet, I'm reading."

"Oh key." She muttered and looked blankly to her desk. Two minutes later, John returned. He watched Sherlock with a loving smile and walked over to him, placing the coffee onto the desk in front of him.

"Thank you, John." Sherlock said as his eyes lingered on John's lips. John licked his bottom lip and nodded as he swivelled around reluctantly. He wanted to kiss those lips but he can't with Molly there. But he didn't quite understand what the problem was. They're just two adults falling in love on the school property. It's forbidden to date your teacher in school. But this was different right? John sighed and flopped down on his seat. Molly glanced suspiciously at him.

"John." She whispered, trying to get his attention. He turned his head and nodded. "You are sort of friends with Sherlock. What does that mean?" She asked curiously. Sherlock growled, obviously hearing her.

"Molly." Sherlock warned and sipped his coffee.

"I'm just interested." She said, putting on an innocent face.

"Oh jesus." John blurted out and hopped of his chair and paced towards Sherlock and slammed his lips on his. John could feel Sherlock smirking through the rough kiss and he then pulled back, raising his eyebrows when he glanced at Molly. "Do you understand now?" He said in annoyance. Molly nodded stiffly and was trying to hold in her tears. She grabbed everything together and ran away, leaving Sherlock and John alone in the class. Sherlock chortled.

"I thought you were the friendly one here." Sherlock said, stifling a laugh. John lifted Sherlock's chin with his finger and narrowed his eyes.

"I am the nice one." He defended flirtatiously. Sherlock rolled his eyes with a smile. John closed the distance between them and kissed Sherlock's lips softly.

"Now you are the nice one." Sherlock replied, smiling against his lips. Sherlock kissed him back slowly before pulling back.

"Thank you professor." John said as he trailed his fingers on Sherlock's bottom lip and turned around, making his way back to his seat. John grabbed his stuff out of his rucksack and put everything on his desk. Meanwhile he did so, people were entering the classroom. Ten minutes later the lesson started. Sherlock found it distracting that John kept glaring at him with a sexy expression, which he did on purpose. Sherlock sat down on his chair and grabbed his phone while he kept babbling about some Dutch matters.

Stop staring like that. –SH

He sent to John. John felt his phone vibrating in his pocket and sneaked it out. He chuckled and started replying.

No way. –JW

John could hear Sherlock growl.

"Are you okay, sir?" Someone asked.

"Yes, yes." He said absently, waving a hand dismissively.

It's distracting! -SH

Then stop talking so sexy. –JW

That's my voice! –SH

I know. So we are even. –JW

At this Sherlock narrowed his eyes and looked at John. John grinned in his direction. Sherlock cleared his throat and continued giving lesson with his full attention.

"John." Sherlock said.

"Yes. Mr.Holmes?" He replied with a sly smile. Sherlock threw him a look and continued.

"What does 'Ik hou van jou.' Means?" He asked. John's mouth dropped open and he looked around. Everyone was looking at him with their full attention. They have learned this kind of sentences Monday and at the look of everyone their faces. They all knew the answer. Miss Delaz couldn't stop laughing. They don't know about the relationship the two have. Except molly, but she was still absent.

"Umm." John hesitated.

"Hmm?"

"I love you." John said quietly, his cheeks becoming a deep red colour.

"Correct." Sherlock said contently.

"Ohmygod. Did anyone film this?" Miss Delaz laughed, tears of laugher sliding down her cheek.

Now we are even. -SH

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Sorry for only updating twice this week. Sorryyyy.