‘The many times Sherlock talked to Greg in confidence’ or more widely known as ‘A minor upset in routine’
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It had been three days since the girlfriend incident and Sherlock had yet to leave Greg’s flat. John hadn’t put any effort into locating the detective in his absence which only seemed to upset him more. Greg was starting to get worried he wouldn’t go back.
Sherlock spent most of his day ruining the kitchen while Greg was at work. Finding various, uninteresting things to keep himself occupied but still three days later, drowning in boredom he refused to leave the flat. As the hours went by he was only getting more insufferable.
“Just go, Sherlock!” Greg huffed in exasperation, actually throwing his hands up in annoyance. “If you hate it here so much just leave, you could go anywhere and John still wouldn’t find you.”
“I don’t care about John.” Sherlock looked up at the ceiling sullenly from the couch, arms crossed childishly.
“If that was true you wouldn’t have come here in the first place.” He sighed and say back in his chair, rubbing a hand over his face. “Look, why don’t I just talk to him-“
“Absolutely not.” A glare was sent his way but Greg was immune to them by now.
“Im just saying maybe he is looking for you and actually can’t find you. You know he doesn’t think you’d actually stay with me for any length of time. Why don’t I just tell him you’re here and he can come make it up to you or whatever it is you want him to do.”
“If John we’re searching for me he’d have -obviously- texted before anything else. Which hadn’t happened.” He held up his phone and turned on the screen as proof there were no messages. “So clearly he doesn’t care and neither do I. I’ll just live here..”
“I said a day Sherlock not the rest of your life.” Greg shook his head firmly. “Just go back and talk it out, I doubt he even thinks you’re upset with him.”
“I’m not upset. I just find it very inconvenient that he wishes to take up the entire of the flat for himself and his ‘girlfriends’ so I’m giving him what he wants.” He turned away from him to make his point clear and Greg didn’t hear another word out of him the rest of the night.
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Two days later John came to the door with a more annoyed demeanor than Sherlock had had the last week. Greg excused himself to the bedroom and tried his hardest not to listen in but it was inevitable.
There was a great deal of yelling at first that Greg couldn’t make out and then a long silence, not much longer later two pairs of footsteps made their way out of the building. He waited a moment or two before venturing out.
They were both gone as he heard as well as the few things Sherlock had brought with him. He shook his head somewhat to himself, not entirely sure what to make of it but glad he was finally able to clean his kitchen and know it would stay that way.
In the end of things he was glad that they ended up patching things up and hopefully he wouldn’t get Sherlock on his couch for anymore length of time. He really did rather when they were together and John balanced him out a bit better.
Later on the night he got a text from John that made him chuckle and put the event behind him knowing it was all okay just with that.
‘Thanks for making sure he wasn’t doing anything stupid. I owe you a few pints’
