John steeled himself as he stepped into the living room of 221b.
“Sherlock,” he said affecting parade rest “we’ve been flatmates for awhile now and there’s something I need to tell you.”
“hmmm?” Sherlock, who was sprawled across the couch, responded, barely flicking his eyes up from John’s laptop.
“Yes, um well” John licked his lips “you see the truth is that I was born with a female body”
There was a slight pause before Sherlock looked up at John, his face expressionless.
“Yes, I know” he said nonchalantly, and turned his face back to the laptop.
“Oh, you do? Well.” John blinked rapidly wondering why this surprised him at all.
“Yes of course. Anything else?” Sherlock said, eyes fixed on the screen.
“No-nope that’s it, I’m going to the store you need anything?” John replied.
“A cow’s liver, oh and we’re out of milk again” Sherlock said.
“Okay!” John called as he grabbed his coat and headed for the door.
Absolutely nothing changed.