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Would you kiss me?" Sherlock came close to John, scaring him with the question.
It took a while for John to absorb the question.
— What?
— You know, lips to lips, saliva exchange
— I know how a kiss works Sherlock, why the question?
Sherlock sat next to the doctor, taking a deep breath and looking at him.
— Sally said she would feel sorry for anyone who kissed me. If anyone had the courage to kiss me
— Jesus, you guys look like two middle school kids
— But would you?
Now it was time for the doctor to face Sherlock, completely indignant.
— I'm not going to answer that Sherlock!
He rolled his eyes
—You are very boring
A few days had already passed, John had even forgotten about the conversation. The two were in a cafe questioning an attendant until Sherlock brought him up again.
— Do you want to answer now?
John didn't look up from the paper he was taking notes on.
— Answer what?
— If you would kiss me
John looked up from his notes and looked at Sherlock.
— Really? Why is this so important?
Sherlock rolled his eyes.
— I'm just curious, and I only have two people to ask this, and I'm not going to ask Mrs. Hudson about it.
— You are unbelievable
— Oh come on, it's not that difficult, just say yes or no
John looked away, stared at the counter he had been leaning on for a while and muttered
— Yes
A yes so low that Sherlock wouldn't hear it if he weren't standing so close to him.
— Sorry what?
— I said yes Sherlock, I would give you a kiss
John looked back at the detective, who was very pleased with his answer
— Hm, it was easier than I expected.
John was confused by his reaction, but he didn't have time to question the attendant, he had already returned with the papers they needed for the case.
The cafe wasn't too far away so they were walking to the apartment, John watched the view trying to avoid the conversation that was about to come.
— Why? — Sherlock stopped walking questioning
— Why what?
— Why would you kiss me?
— We are friends, and you can be considered attractive
Sherlock gave a sideways smile.
— Ididn't know you were gay
— And I'm not. I'm not kissing you, I just said that hypothetically, in a distant universe, I would make out with you.
Sherlock was completely silent the rest of the way.
John thought they had finally finished this torture they call conversation, they were in his apartment. The doctor was cleaning up the completely messy kitchen when a presence approached him.
— How far away would this universe be?
John sighs tiredly
— I thought we were done with this conversation
— It's just, I would give you a kiss too, but not in a universe so far away
Sherlock starts to hide his face, and John finally understands where this is going.
— Are you trying to kiss me, Sherlock?" He said with a genuine laugh
— Forget it — The detective tries to leave the room embarrassed, but John takes his hand first.
— Why didn't you ask me before?
— I did.
— Oh.
John grabbed the detective's hand tightly, and made him sit down on a chair, placing his hands on his face.
The two stared at each other deeply, waiting for someone to make the first move.
Then John, who was rubbing Sherlock's cheek with his thumb, slowly came closer.
He was so close he could feel Sherlock's lungs working, so close he could define the exact tone of his lips.
The detective gave in, pressed his lips to the doctor's forming a soft kiss, as soft as the cotton on John's blouse, as sweet as strawberry ice cream. Sherlock was floating.
John took Sherlock's hand, guiding it to his hip, deepening the kiss. They were very close to each other but Sherlock wanted more, he wanted to merge his body with John's so that he could become one, he wanted to feel the blood that passed through the doctor's veins in his veins. He wanted John.
John was the first to break the kiss, gasping for air, he was bewildered, confused.
— Why didn't we do this before?
— It takes you a while to notice the signs
— You who don't give clearer signals
— Oh shut up
Sherlock pulled him into another kiss, and it was like that all night. They wanted to enjoy the now and see the consequences of their relationship later.