-Tuesday, 15:41, eleven minutes since Greg's last class of the day-

Ill?

Unfortunately. The cold that goes around this time of year. -SH

Want me to bring some soup round?

No, that's okay. Mother is tending to me and you can't catch this. You need to be well for games and class. -SH

You're not avoiding me, are you? Because I didn't see you yesterday either.

Why would I avoid you? -SH

[Delayed] No clue. Just used to seeing you everyday, is all.

You sure you don't need anything?

Quite sure. I have a water bottle, blankets, water and my phone to text mother if I need her to come upstairs. -SH

Are you wearing the hoodie?

Yes. -SH

Good.

I can be at yours for cuddles and movies in ten. John's giving me a ride home. We can finish The Dark Crystal.

Greg, I'm ill. You need to be well for class and matches. -SH

You must be really ill if you're calling me Greg over text. That rarely happens.

Don't come over. I'm all snooty and sound like I've gone through the voice deepening stage of puberty five times. It's not pretty. -SH

Sher, you are always pretty.

[Long Delay] Sherlock?

I'm bringing soup over.

I'm tired, Lestrade. I'm just going to be sleeping. Don't waste your time. -SH

[Delayed] This isn't because I called you pretty, is it?

No. -SH

You sure? You always seem to go quiet if I compliment your appearance.

I'm sure, Lestrade. -SH

So you don't care if I call you pretty or gorgeous?

It's not like I can stop you. -SH

If you don't like it, say so. You know I'll stop if it really bothers you.

It's not exactly that I don't like it.. I'm just not used to it. -SH

Your mum calls you gorgeous all the time!

You know what I mean. I'm not used to it from you! -SH

Well, get used to it.

[Slight delay] Okay. -SH

Oh, and I'm coming over with soup and The Dark Crystal in about fifteen minutes.

Doors open. -SH

*

-Tuesday, 17:03, six minutes after the end of Greg and Sherlock's previous conversation-

He called me gorgeous... Again. -SH

You are gorgeous! -M

Molly. Not the time to be failing at getting over that crush. -SH

If I could magic it away, hun, I would. -M

Can we get back to the fact that GREG CALLED ME GORGEOUS! AGAIN. -SH

Okay. Calm down. Breathe. -M

I'm breathing just fine. -SH

I can hear you hyperventilating from here. -M

He's coming over... -SH

So make a move! Sweep him off his feet by puckering up those gorgeous lips on that gorgeous face of yours. -M

I can't just make a move. -SH

Why not? -M

He's too good for me. -SH

If you could see me now, I'd look as amused as the queen. -M

She rarely looks amused... -SH

Exactly! -M

Make a move, Sherlock. It will end well, I promise. -M

No. -SH

Stubborn git. -M

Off with your head! -M

Can you been at the Sours again, Molly? -SH

Pfft. No. It's only Tuesday, as if I'd be drinking Sours. At this time too! -M

Irene come round? -SH

Yeah. -M

'Make a move' -SH

No, dude. -M

Don't call me dude. -SH

Don't imply I like Irene, then. -M

Someone's defensive... I wonder why. -SH

How's Greg? -M

...

That's what I thought. -M

*

-Wednesday, 07:03, one hour and fifty seven minutes before Greg is due at practise-

I won't be at practise today.

At least you remembered there is practise. -J

One time, John... No need to go on about it.

Looking after your sick boyfriend? -J

Not my boyfriend.

But, I am, yeah.

How'd you know he's sick?

That boy texts his life to Molly. -J

Oh.

Don't get jealous. -J

Not jealous.

Mm, sure. He's probably faking being ill to get all your cuddles. -J

Well, if there is any chance of that being true, I am not complaining.

Just marry him already! -J

You sound like Molly.

You and Sherlock take up 86.57% of our time. We may as well merge into one. -J

That's a very precise figure.

12% is school. -J

So 1.03% of your time is your own?

Yep. -J

Bullshit. You play Fifa more than I do and I get tons of free time.

You spend all your free time being creepy and watcing Sherlock sleep. And maybe I did exaggerate the numbers a tad but it sure feel like uou and him take up that much of our time. -J

[Delayed] I'll try and tone it down. It's hard, though.

I get it, man. And I don't mind too much. Neither does Mols. -J

I don't talk to Molly about Sherlock.

Like I said, that boy texts his life to Molly. And you take up 122% of his thinking space. -J

Ask him out. He'll say yes, I promise. -J

I can't risk it...

You can. -J

Fine, I won't.

I've got to head out for class. See you whenever you can nursed your boyfriend back to health. -J

Not my boyfriend!

*

-Wednesday, 11:50, two minutes after Sherlock has woken up-

I feel like hell. -SH

That's the first time this week our conversation hasn't started about Greg?. -M

I don't talk about him that much... -SH

As amused as the queen. -M

Shut up. -SH

You're only saying that because you know I'm right. You talk about him all the time. -M

Shut up. -SH

Are you with him now? John said you and him were playing doctor. -M

He's here. Looking after me, not playing doctor. -SH

When's the wedding? -M

Don't be mean to ill people, Molly. -SH

;) -M

*

-Wednesday, 20:56, ten minutes after Greg has left Sherlock's house-

You sure you can't stay the night? -SH

Yeah, sorry. Mum won't let me have another day off, even though she loves you as much as she loves me.

Please? -SH

You're clingy when you're ill.

[Delayed] Apologises. -SH

I like it. Don't be sorry.

I'll ask mum again.

Good. -SH

I can stay. But no day off college :(

Better than nothing. -SH

I've got a paper to do. I'll be over after. We can watch that documentary on bees.

Promise? -SH

If you were the hoodie.

You're obsessed with me wearing it. When will I find the time to wash it? -SH

I washed it for you when you were asleep earlier. It's on your radiator. So you can wear it tonight, it should be dry by now.

Oh. Okay. -SH

You're going to get ill, you know. -SH

Why would I get ill?

All the cuddling and being close all day and night. You'll catch a cold. -SH

I have a mother. She is capable of caring for me, you know. -SH

Sher, you just asked me, begged me even, to come over!

I know. I want you to come over but you will get ill...-SH

If I do, we'll just have to cuddle until we're both better.

Right. -SH

See you soon, Sher. Xx

Kisses? -SH

Yep.

You're odd. -SH

Love you too