the rainy day cuddles, cookies, and tea fest!

[pocky_slash]

Basically everyone I know is sick and pitiful and exhausted right now. It's that time of the year--fall is coming, but first summer has to get a last few rainy, humid punches in. The pollen doesn't know if it's coming or going and there's more mold in the air than oxygen, it seems. Not a great time to live in the northeast, even though we have to

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[Sherlock] John + Sherlock - PG

[solsticezero]

John ducked into the bus shelter, shaking rain out of his hair, and shoved a thermos at the man sitting on the pavement against the glass wall. "Your tea," he muttered. "Cheers."

The man looked up at him. It was still, ostensibly, Sherlock, though distorted through latex and makeup and a wild grey mane of a wig. This was some sort of social experiment, or a stakeout, John honestly couldn't remember, but he'd watched Sherlock flounce out of the door that morning in this tattered getup, torn brown coat and fingerless gloves and battered trainers. Now, Sherlock raised an eyebrow as he gripped the thermos in both of his hands. "Did I interrupt you?"

John crossed his arms over his chest. It was freezing, as it always was when Sherlock dragged him out. "Of course not, Sherlock. I'm available around the clock to cater to your ridiculous whims."

Sherlock smirked, showing a few blacked-out teeth. He took a brief sip of the tea. "Was there something interesting on television?"

John sighed and dropped his arms. He sat on the metal bench beside Sherlock, and reached down to snag the thermos out of his hands. "No, actually," he muttered.

Sherlock looked up at him, a smug expression crawling over his face. "You were bored."

John rolled his eyes, then drank from the thermos. "Shut up."

Sherlock nodded. "You were," he said. "I thought so."

John turned his head to glare down at him. "You called me out here because you assumed I was bored without you in the flat."

"No." Sherlock took the thermos back from him. "You were staring at a very interesting spot on the wall as I walked past you to leave this morning." He took another sip. "I thought I might relieve you of the oppressive dullness of your afternoon."

"By bringing me out into the oppressive cold of London. Thank you. You are truly a saint among men."

Sherlock was quiet for a while. He sipped his tea, watching the street, people running from awning to awning on the opposite side of the pavement, the rain bucketing down.

John sighed. "What are you doing, again?"

"My mark walks by here every day at exactly two-thirty."

John glanced at his watch. Two o'clock. He took a breath, then gave up the pretense. "Need any help?"

Sherlock looked at him and grinned, smug but in a legitimately pleased way. "Would you like to be part of a simple con?"

John looked at him warily. "How illegal is it?"

"Very little jail time would be involved."

John sighed again, and looked out once more into the rain.

"Fine," he said. "But I won't dress like I'm homeless."

"Agreed."

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[valancy_joy]

hahahaha. adorbs.

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[pocky_slash]

Ahahaha, oh SHERLOCK. And JOHN. And... both of them ♥

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[pressdbtwnpages]

Hee! This is delightful!

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[barbed_whispers]

hahahaha they are such dorks :D

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[dremiel]

<3 fic from you always makes my day! Miss you!!!

p.s. this is delightfully believable

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[axolotl_lan]

<3 SHERLOCK YAY! Also the how illegal is it very little jail time *squee* dialogue was excellent.

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[insomniac_tales]

Made of awesome.