When Sherlock saw that his brother was leaving, he set down his violin, walked to the door and slammed it shut the moment Mycroft crossed the threshold. He didn't believe a word Mycroft said. This time it was different. He could feel it; having never felt this way before. Sherlock knew it wouldn't end up the same way and he didn't want it to end the same way. For once in his life, he'd prove Mycroft wrong.
Sherlock returned to the kitchen with half empty cups of tea in hand. He deposited them into the sink and turned around, eyes spotting the experiment he'd been working on before he'd left for the bakery. Glancing at the clock, he was happy to see that he could now continue with it.
Completing the next steps correctly, however, began to be a problem. His thoughts since leaving the bakery and of his conversation with Mycroft were clashing with how he needed to proceed with his experiment. Twenty minutes in he realized he'd forgotten a crucial step. The entire experiment, almost twelve hours of work, was ruined and there was no way Molly would let him have another pancreas so soon.
Hating his mind for wandering and not concentrating on just the experiment, something it had never done before, he left the mess on the table and went to his chair in the living room, flopping down into his normal thinking pose. He couldn't continue like this, not with all his thoughts on John and his conversation with Mycroft. He needed to concentrate on one thing only and it obviously wasn't an experiment. Surprisingly, he needed to find out what John was to him; friend or colleague.
Standing up abruptly, he went to the bookcase to find his dictionary and read the definition of friend. The literal definition proved he was correct in assuming John was his friend. In any case, he decided more research was needed.
Sherlock dropped the dictionary on the coffee table with a loud thud and sat at the desk in front of his laptop. At the search bar, he typed in what is a friend. He clicked on the link for the first entry and began reading though it. A part of the article listed key points of a genuine friend and he decided to see if he could come up with some examples of him and John.
The first key point said wants the best for you. Sherlock thought John always seemed to want what was best for him, especially since he was constantly on him about eating and sleeping. John even seemed to care about what people thought about him, though Sherlock still had trouble understanding why.
The second point he read said has told you that you are their friend or has introduced you as their friend. Sherlock stared at the screen for a few seconds. He couldn't recall the last time he was introduced to someone by John so that part of the point didn't help him. The first part, however, was true. He'd heard John say he was his friend a few times, though it had been a while. Not wanting to think much on that at the moment, he moved on.
Next was gets together for lunch, tea, coffee, dinner. That was obvious for Sherlock. They always did that together, except when John was at work, on a date which Sherlock didn't interrupt, or when Sherlock was out on his own investigating or experimenting. True, Sherlock knew he rarely ate, but he and John were technically together for those things.
Sherlock stared at the next point; is interested when you talk about your life. There was no way he could even come up with an example for this one since he never talked to John about his life outside of the Work. Based on other conversations they'd had over the past few months though, Sherlock would assume John would be interested. John always seemed interested whenever he talked about things…well most of the time.
The last point was, has done something nice for you. There were many things that John had done for him since they met. He became his flatmate, did the shopping, made tea, accompanied him on cases, and was always telling him he was brilliant, clever, when he did something not good, and such. The more he thought about some of those things, however, the more he wasn't sure if they would be considered nice or were done just as a necessity, like they were John's duty.
Re: Just One Word - Part 3
Sherlock returned to the kitchen with half empty cups of tea in hand. He deposited them into the sink and turned around, eyes spotting the experiment he'd been working on before he'd left for the bakery. Glancing at the clock, he was happy to see that he could now continue with it.
Completing the next steps correctly, however, began to be a problem. His thoughts since leaving the bakery and of his conversation with Mycroft were clashing with how he needed to proceed with his experiment. Twenty minutes in he realized he'd forgotten a crucial step. The entire experiment, almost twelve hours of work, was ruined and there was no way Molly would let him have another pancreas so soon.
Hating his mind for wandering and not concentrating on just the experiment, something it had never done before, he left the mess on the table and went to his chair in the living room, flopping down into his normal thinking pose. He couldn't continue like this, not with all his thoughts on John and his conversation with Mycroft. He needed to concentrate on one thing only and it obviously wasn't an experiment. Surprisingly, he needed to find out what John was to him; friend or colleague.
Standing up abruptly, he went to the bookcase to find his dictionary and read the definition of friend. The literal definition proved he was correct in assuming John was his friend. In any case, he decided more research was needed.
Sherlock dropped the dictionary on the coffee table with a loud thud and sat at the desk in front of his laptop. At the search bar, he typed in what is a friend. He clicked on the link for the first entry and began reading though it. A part of the article listed key points of a genuine friend and he decided to see if he could come up with some examples of him and John.
The first key point said wants the best for you. Sherlock thought John always seemed to want what was best for him, especially since he was constantly on him about eating and sleeping. John even seemed to care about what people thought about him, though Sherlock still had trouble understanding why.
The second point he read said has told you that you are their friend or has introduced you as their friend. Sherlock stared at the screen for a few seconds. He couldn't recall the last time he was introduced to someone by John so that part of the point didn't help him. The first part, however, was true. He'd heard John say he was his friend a few times, though it had been a while. Not wanting to think much on that at the moment, he moved on.
Next was gets together for lunch, tea, coffee, dinner. That was obvious for Sherlock. They always did that together, except when John was at work, on a date which Sherlock didn't interrupt, or when Sherlock was out on his own investigating or experimenting. True, Sherlock knew he rarely ate, but he and John were technically together for those things.
Sherlock stared at the next point; is interested when you talk about your life. There was no way he could even come up with an example for this one since he never talked to John about his life outside of the Work. Based on other conversations they'd had over the past few months though, Sherlock would assume John would be interested. John always seemed interested whenever he talked about things…well most of the time.
The last point was, has done something nice for you. There were many things that John had done for him since they met. He became his flatmate, did the shopping, made tea, accompanied him on cases, and was always telling him he was brilliant, clever, when he did something not good, and such. The more he thought about some of those things, however, the more he wasn't sure if they would be considered nice or were done just as a necessity, like they were John's duty.