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The Pre-Christmas visit to John's mother went better than expected, now that John's father was dead things had really changed and John really felt better than when the idea was firstly presented to him.
Anyway, it had been one day since they had been to the visit and since they had returned something had changed on Sherlocks behavior and it made him think why such a sudden change? Out of nowhere.
Since both Sherlock and John where off duty for the next two weeks and a half and had nothing to do, they sat near the fireplace on their relevant armchairs, sipping tea and eating ginger-cookies. John was reading a book and Sherlock seemed to be thinking.
John lowered his book and looked at Sherlock, he loved the way he would place his hands under his chin and reveal those shiny cheekbones and pink cubit bow lips. He was staring for to long so he asked the first question that came on his mind.-"Do we have any case yet?"
"Yes...A hard one!"-Sherlock said his eyes still closed.-"Need to be observant to every detail, to every possibilities, to every thing that matters!"
"What is it? A triple homicide, a tragic mystery 600 year old murder? A SERIAL KILLER?"-John asked remembering the last time Sherlock said a case was important.
Sherlock knew that the case John's mother had gave him was really hard to complete and it was real challenge, a mystery, a puzzle and a road full of obstacles, a perfect case?-"A perfect case!"
John looked at Sherlock, now his multicolored eyes where opened and looking at him with delated pupils, that much he loved that case! If he could get half as much of love as the case, he would be the happiest person in the universe.-"Elaborate?"
"NOPE! I will only tell you when finished. Plus it's holidays..."-Sherlock said and touched the letter inside his pocket, he had already memorized everything on it, he just wanted to make sure he had it for support. He remembered the first wish on the to-do list.-"Why don't we do some baking. We have a lot of free time to waste on a book who ends with Amias Kreil being killed by Elsa Grir, and she didn't even do it in a fascinating way! Disappointing."
"SHERLOCK!! I was enjoying the book!"-John yelled at Sherlock for spoiling the end of 'Unfinished Portrait' book.
"So that is a yes to baking than I guess?"-Sherlock said sitting up from his armchair and moving to the kitchen trying not to trip on the Christmas tree lights in the ground. Sherlock looked at the small tips in the side of the letter which where written by Mrs.Watson to help Sherlock make John happy by completing his all wishes. In the side of '-Baking Gingerbread houses.' where written with a tiny writing these exact words. '-Use only rainbow sprinkles (his fav) and gummy candies with full extra cream-wip in the inside.)
"Sherlock you don't know how to bake. Nor do I, It's not like making experiments with body parts. It needs skills."-John said following Sherlock inside the warm kitchen and pour some hot tea for himself.
Sherlock was now collecting ingredients.-"I sent Mrs.H to buy me somethings this morning, also I stayed up all night to do some researches on baking especially for Christmas."
"Firstly -you don't like Christmas, Secondly -what are we baking?"-John asked helping Sherlock unpack the ingredients.-"Are these rainbow sprinkles?"-John said lookin at the large sized sprinkles bag amazed.
John could see Sherlock smile at the last statement.-"Observe and tell me what can you do with these thing."
John thought a little, there was floor, cacao, ginger, cake yeast, sugar, powdered sugar, sprinkles, wip cream and jelly-candies.-"A lot of things in fact, but you said Christmas baking and these are sugary stuff, so I guess either cookies or gingerbread house!"
Sherlock smiled again, his John was smarter than he looked.-"Gingerbread house yes, now help me up."
"Coming just to seconds so I can pick a Christmas ambience song to keep the atmosphere present."-John said running to his laptop and plating some stuff.
Sherlock looked at every move John was doing, he looked enthusiastic and surely happier than reading a random book. He looked at this doing these as the only opportunity to somehow win Johns hear and be closer to him.-"It's lovely."-Sherlock said without realizing.
John came back to the kitchen and placed a hand on Sherlock's forehead.-"Are you sick or did I just heard you do a compliment?"
"Why can't I find something lovely John?"-Sherlock asked slightly sad for making John see him as heartless.
"Sorry I just haven't got used to your new self yet."-John said a took a bowl out of a drawer.
Sherlock took two eggs and put them inside the bowl.-"Assist me with the ingredients please."
John had a grin in his face.-"Did three ghosts of past, present and future visit you last night?"-than he gave Sherlock the next ingredient.
"Ghosts don't exist John don't be absurd."-Sherlock said now adding butter in the bowl.-"I can be nice once in my life without a reason can't I?"
"Well there has to be a reason..."-John said passing the powdered sugar to Sherlock their hands touching.
"Maybe you are a reason."-He said making John blush deeply.
"You mean I made you change?"
"Somewhat...yes I guess."-Sherlock said adding flour to the mix while John helped him with the mixer.
John took some cacao and added it with four.-"You don't have to change to make me happy Sherlock, you are perfect just the way you are."-John added.
Sherlock stopped mixing and looked John straight in the eye. John saw him as a perfect man? Was that what he really thought? John didn't brake eye contact, but his eyes shifted to Sherlocks lips. They looked juicy, like fully made strawberries, pinkish and they had the most perfect shape he had ever seen. The look lasted seconds, he had to look back at the beautiful multicolored eyes and John had to fight back the urge to kiss this handsome insecure man in front of him.
Sherlock noticed the quick glare at his lips made by John, but he ignored the facts thinking that the look was mistakenly given.-"Em...Thanks John! Can you give me a hand here?"
"Well yes baker boy!"-John said taking some other bowls and starting to make the mixes he needed for the filling.
He couldn't stop giving quick glimpses as Sherlock mixed the draught mix. Now Sherlock had his sleeves folded in mid-length and his covered soulmark was visible more than ever. John thought back to the time he had seen the first letter of the name in his wrist, the curly 'H' font in his skin would hunt his dreams. Who was the lucky 'H' girl? John shook his head slightly and returned to mixing the filler.
"John pass me some powdered sugar."-Sherlock asked extending his hand but he had no response from John.-"Earth to John.H.Watson."
John looked at Sherlock with a shy smile.-"Sorry I zoomed out."-John said and passed him the sugar powder, but Sherlock just took it and placed it back in the table now going closer to John and invading his personal space.
"John you have been doing that a lot lately, do you want to talk about it?"-Sherlock asked his voice low and worried for his blogger.
Now John was feeling something wanting to brake free from his tummy, and blood rush to his face as Sherlock got closer to his face.-"Maybe later, we are baking firstly!"-John said his body taking all the energy to hold himself away from kissing and hugging the man in front of him.
Sherlock nodded but didn't move away, he instead turned to the table and started to work besides John.-"Looks like you doing good with the fillers."-He commented looking away from John's confused red face that he wanted to kiss in every inch.
"Learned from the best. My Mom used to make these when I was a kid, She would always add extra cream wip and a lot of sprinkles. And lots of jelly-candies."-John said taking his bowl and mixing stuff in it.
"Strawberries..."-Sherlock mumbled under his breath.
"What?"-John asked even though he heard him.
"You like strawberry-flavored candies."-Sherlock said louder and took one of the strawberry flavored jellies feeding it to John.
"Love...I love strawberry flavored candies!"-John felt the place get hotter around, probably because of the fireplace or because Sherlock looked so hot and now he was feeding him his favorite candy.
Sherlock laughed a little as John ate the jelly with a funny face expression.
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Later when the baking and decorating was over John and Sherlock sat on the couch in the living room eating jellies and gingerbread pieces.-"Pick a film."-Sherlock said leaning on John shoulder tired from all the baking.
John took the offer and opened the laptop.-"How about we watch 'The knight before Christmas' It's comedy and romance."
Sherlock nodded as he snuggled in John to keep warm. John placed a blanket on top of himself and Sherlock. He was laying in his back in his right arm was Sherlock snuggled under the blanket on top of John's chest looking at the laptop on John's lap.
If it wasn't for the film this would be called cuddling.
The ambience was so warm and festive! Cold wind blowing outside the window, silent December night, near the fireplace and gingerbread aroma all over the flat, the perfect night for John. He looked down and the curly mess snuggled in his chest, he was breathing softly and silently amazed by the film and warm from the blankets and John's body warmth. It was him who was making him happy, no soulmate, no William...Just Sherlock, his baker boy Sherlock.
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