S: Lestrade?
G: Yes Sherlock?
S: I think I'm in love.
Lestrade fell out of his chair before quickly replying.
G: That's great mate! Who's the lucky girl?
S: She has dirty blonde hair and dreamy eyes. She is a doctor and we've grown to be good friends in the past year or two.
G: That's fantastic! What's her name.
S: I don't want to tell you who she is yet so let's just call her... Jenny.
G: alright then. Jenny. Does she know you're in love with her?
S: Unless she can see through my emotionless mask no. I can't seem to be able to tell her.
G: if you can't tell her have your tried dropping hints?
S: yeah. I try to stand closer and look at her lips. I really want to kiss her.
G: that sounds like the things you do when John is around.
S:
G: it's John isn't it?
S: please don't tell him!
G: look mate, you gotta just tell him. He loves you too.
S: alright I'll do it.
John handed Greg's phone back.
"Thanks mate." John thanked Lestrade.
"Any time. Oh and John." John looked at Greg.
"I think you've found yourself a keeper."

~*~*~ LATER~*~*~
Sherlock: John?
John: yes Sherlock?
Sherlock: I need to tell you something.
John: anything.
S: um... I'm ordering takeaway.
John: so?
Sherlock: do you want anything?
John: just you! 😉
Sherlock: um oh. Ok.
Sherlock didn't quite know how to comprehend that. Was John flirting with him? Or was it just his imagination.
Later John comes home looking for Sherlock. John closes the door and when he turns around he is pinned against the wall by the detective. John could feel Sherlock's hot breath on the exposed skin of his neck.
"Sherlock? What are you doing?" John was barely able to get the words out before Sherlock connected their lips. John was a bit surprised that Sherlock would just up and do something like this, but he soon melted into the kiss. Sherlock freed John's wrists so he could put his arms around his waist. John took the opportunity to entangle his fingers in Sherlock's curls. Before he knew what he was doing John's right leg was around Sherlock's hips. Sherlock moved his lips from John's to look into his eyes.
"I love you." The both whispered at the same time sending them into fits of giggles. Once they were serious again John flipped them around in one fluid motion so that Sherlock was the one pinned against the wall. Not quite tall enough to reach Sherlock's lips, John settled for kissing the skin right above the taller man's collar bone. It started at slow gentle kisses before John started nipping and sucking on the sensitive skin. When John bit down so hard that he almost broke the skin Sherlock let out a high pitched gasp. John enjoyed hearing that sound and continued. He made sure to leave lots of red marks on Sherlock's neck so everyone would know he was his. John's Sherlock.