John and Sherlock \u00a0were in a bookstore. Sherlock had stepped away for a few minutes to check some things, leaving John to pretend to peruse the children\u2019s literature section. \u00a0\u201cAre you looking for anything in particular?\u201d The man was taller than John and slender. He smiled warmly. \u201cFor your kids?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh no, I\u2019m not married,\u201d said John. \u201cI, uh, have\u2026.a\u2026.niece,\u201d he lied badly.<\/p>\n
The man smiled at him.<\/p>\n
John blinked. \u201cHold on, are you flirting with me?\u201d<\/p>\n
The man took a step closer. \u201cIs that problem?\u201d<\/p>\n
John\u2019s hand formed a fist. \u201cI\u2019m not gay.\u201d<\/p>\n
He raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing him. \u201cYou mean you and that other fellow…?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d said John shortly, turning and stalking away.<\/p>\n
He caught Sherlock coming out of the back. \u201cDid you find what you\u2019re looking for?\u201d he hissed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d He patted his coat, then took another look at his doctor.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t say anything, let\u2019s just go.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sherlock gave the smallest of smiles and led the way out. John had the distinct feeling he knew exactly what had just happened. He shoved his hands in his pockets and followed the detective out.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
John and Sherlock \u00a0were in a bookstore. Sherlock had stepped away for a few minutes to check some things, leaving John to pretend to peruse the children\u2019s literature section. \u00a0\u201cAre you looking for anything in particular?\u201d The man was taller than John and slender. He smiled warmly. \u201cFor your kids?\u201d \u201cOh no, I\u2019m not married,\u201d … <\/p>\n