Doctor and Part-Time Detective: aliveandsherlock-like: Doctor and Part-Time Detective:…
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Doctor and Part-Time Detective: aliveandsherlock-like: Doctor and Part-Time Detective:…
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Doctor and Part-Time Detective: aliveandsherlock-like: Doctor and Part-Time Detective:…
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Doctor and Part-Time…
Sherlock smiled at the antsyness he observed in John and simultaniously hated himself for teasing John, and took enjoyment in seeing him squirm a little. He called Chuck back over and simply ordered “something sweet”. Chuck brought him back an almost virgin Pina colada. He sipped the liquid and smiled at the coconut and other flavors in it. It was a smaller glass, and he finished it at about the same as John finished his beer. Sherlock looked over at John and noticed the anticipation in the stare he gave the dancefloor. He stood, placing his glass on the counter and making an “If you’re quite done staring, lets get on with this.” gesture right in John’s sight line before turning toe with a smile and walking towards it, letting the beat start to fuel his steps.
John gave a small grin, following behind Sherlock over to the dance floor, figuring a bit of staring wasn’t going to do any harm, not at this place at least. He grabbed Sherlock’s hand the second they got over to where the thick of the dancing was, and John guided them to a clearing between many different people. He grinned. “Dance,” he ordered, and started doing so, allowing the beat to wash him away with a huge grin. He hadn’t been out like this for ages, and he forgot how fun it was.
Sherlock felt a little uneased at the thought of dancing when they finally got out there, but pushed through it, observing how others and John were moving to the music. He took a breath and cleared what he could of his mind, letting the music fill the now empty space. It was awkward for a few minutes, but after a while, Sherlock was moving fluidly to the beat, arms moving in time with torso and legs, a relaxed smile crossing his face.
John grinned, laughing loudly as the songs started to get more upbeat and Sherlock seemed to get the hang of it. It was fun, they were both breathing heavily but it seemed Sherlock was able to clear his mind of all the problems that had been plaguing him for the past few days and just have fun, which was the point of this whole excursion to begin with. As a slower song came on John looped his arms around Sherlock’s neck, stepping into time with him.
