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[pilotbillytheskull]

Twenty quid

When John gets home, Sherlock is lying bonelessly across his armchair, bare feet hanging off of the armrest facing the door, while his head is dangling from the other one. He has been this way for a good twenty minutes, motionless apart from his wiggling toes. Must be hell on his back and neck, but he seems happy where he is. Not like we own a couch or anything.

John halts in the middle of the room to regard his curious flatmate with an amused grin.

J: Hello. What have you been up to today?

A lazy smile blooms on Sherlock’s upside-down face.

S: Absolutely nothing.

At his proud and self-satisfied tone, John chortles and wags his head as he hangs up his jacket. On his way over he flicks one of Sherlock’s toes, before sinking down into his own armchair.

S: Busy day?

J: You can say that. On top of my own patients, Sarah had me consult on a couple of hers. Barely had time to go to the bathroom, let alone have lunch. I think she is still a bit angry with me, not that I can blame her. But she seems to be doing better, all things considered.

Sherlock’s head bobbles in what is supposed to be a nod, but comes out all wrong in his weird position. John doesn’t pay him any mind anyway, gaze averted, while his fingers toy with the fabric of his jeans. He is biting his lip in contemplation before he continues.

J: I told her about...this.

Sherlock looks up just in time to catch him gesturing between them, unsure of what to call this new thing they have.

S: Oh. How did she take it?

Sherlock sounds unaffected, but his toes have stopped their happy wiggling. At John’s put upon huff of breath, a slight frown forms between his brows.

J: She laughed, right at my face. Then she stormed out and told nurse Addy she owed her twenty quid. Guess they had a bet going, or something.

Sitting up further from his slouch, Sherlock blinks at him in befuddlement.

S: About us?

J: No, about the Easter bunny coming early this year. Yes, about us. Apparently I’ve been “wagging my chin off” about you, ever since I started working there. Their words, not mine.

The last part is said with obvious embarrassment, which causes Sherlock to brighten up with delight. John has sunken down further in his chair and is squinting at him in disgruntlement.

S: You talk about me at work?

J: Oh, don’t look so smug. Not like I have anything else going on to talk about. I just mentioned you from time to time.

Is John’s poor attempt of curbing Sherlock’s growing glee. But it’s too little, too late, because his miffed expression is met with a wide grin.

S: You chin-wag about me at work. 

J: Oh, shut up.

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