OTP challenge - day 12
[link to day 11]
12: having a lazy day
John had to hold back to not hop out of his class. Finally summer break! He still had to write a paper and he would only get results on the last exams in the next two weeks but for now he didn’t care. He was gonna do exactly… nothing for the rest of the day. A grin spread across his face as he thought that. Well, he would probably listen to music, read a book or watch a movie at night but... nothing that involves brainwork! He couldn’t believe he was done with his first year of his doctorate. He had done it! The first year was always hard and he knew that before, but this hard?! University made the first years most challenging so they could pick out the toughest students. John Watson was proud to say that he was ONE of those.
With a smile dancing on his lips he walked out the university building. He had originally planned to head back to his tiny apartment right away, but now that he was outside, the campus seemed surprisingly inviting. He decided to stay here for a while. He found himself a tree to sit down underneath. Then he pulled out his headphones and put his favorite rock playlist on. With a content feeling starting to spread inside of him he laid down on his backpack. This day was gonna be great!
'Sweet child o’mine' by Guns n’ Roses had just started playing when somebody suddenly stood in front of him, blocking the sun.
“…tson, right?”, he heard somebody asking. Reluctantly and a bit annoyed John took off his headphones. “Sorry?”
“You’re John Watson, right?”, a boy asked him. John didn’t see any of him, since he was standing against the sun. He only saw his silhouette: tall, slim, locks. The sun gave him something like a halo.
“Uh, yeah? Why are you asking..?”
“You left your notebook in room 404.”, the young man held it out to him. Hesitantly John stood up and took it.
“How did you know it’s mine? And how do you know me?”, John asked. His name (stupidly) wasn’t written on the notebook and- hell, he’d remember that face for sure.
The young man spluttered but looked to the side: “Come on, every body knows that new rugby player who, for once, doesn’t fucking suck.”
John frowned. “They do?”
The young man just shrugged, still avoiding eye contact.
“And how did you know this was mine?”, John held up the notebook.
The other man finally looked at him with a hint of a smile. “I deduced it.”, he simply said, then he turned around to walk away.
It took John a moment to recover. That guy’s face was- fuck. Those eyes and that almost-smile? My lazy day is gonna involve him, John thought and turned around towards the direction where the boy has disappeared.
“Wait!”, he yelled, waving his notebook in the air and started running - forgetting his backpack, phone and headphones on the ground.
He caught up to the guy. He needed a second to catch his breath (which was not only because of the running) and finally looked into the guy’s eyes.
John scratched the back of his neck. “Do you wanna- would you like to have a lazy day with me?”
The guy just stared down at him. Then John almost facepalmed ‘have a lazy day with him’??? What the actual fuck?!
“You know, this semester was really stressful and I planned on just having the laziest day in the history of lazy days, because I didn’t have a lazy day since what? Three? Four? Months? And I would still like to have a lazy day… but maybe with you? Not that it would be boring. With you I mean. Boring doesn’t equal lazy. Oh my god, how often did I just say lazy? Quite often I think. Too often probably. Am I talking too much? I am talking too much. My god, I am so sorry…”
The boy finally opened his mouth, then he looked away while clearing his throat. Finally he opened his mouth: “I… don’t really do lazy days.”
“Oh.”, John said. He doesn’t wanna hang out with you, Watson. You’re being a mess and obvious and now he doesn’t wanna hang out with you. Well done. “Then… I guess… never mind. I’ll just- you know- okay have a lazy day! Good day! Good day, I mean. Damnit.” John turned around and tried to flee from this very awkward situation.
“But I- wait! John!”, the man had grabbed John’s arm. “I- spending the day with you sounds great.”, he said.
“Oh- really? Are you sure? You don’t have to if you don’t wanna. Obviously. No pressure, of course-“
The young man chuckled softly. John immediately stopped talking. “Why are you laughing?”
“I just thought-”, the mysterious man walked backwards towards John’s stuff, facing him. “-John H. Watson, doctor to be and future rugby-captain, wouldn’t be that flustered by asking a boy out.”
“I didn’t- I didn’t ask you out! I just wanted to spend a lazy day with you!”
“Uh-huh. Sounds like a very bisexual thing to say to me.”, the young man smirked, and turned around walking just a step in front of John.
“Woah… I am not- What do you mean by- Jesus Christ! How could you POSSIBLY know that!”
“I deduced it.”, the man said, looked back and John saw that this (decisively too good-looking) smirk has never left those (decisively too inviting) lips.
“What does that even mean? And can you not spread out all my secrets while I don’t even know your freaking name, please?!”
“The name is Sherlock Holmes. Do catch up, hm? I know a good Italian place where we could-”
“Sherlock Hol- yeah, hold on one second.”, John stopped walking and pulled Sherlock back by his hand. “It’s my lazy day. You are just bonus material. I’m gonna decide where we are going.”
Sherlock raised his eyebrows. “Did you just call me bonus material?”
“Yes, I did.”
Sherlock playfully gasped: “How dare you.”
John smirked. “I am a sass king. I kinda do things like that.”, now it was his turn to turn around and walk off.
Sherlock snorted: “Yeah, unless you’re asking boys out.”, he called out.
“Shut up and come already, will you?”, John replied.
Sherlock caught up with John, then they walked off the university campus to spend a lazy day together. And it was gonna be the best lazy day in the history of lazy days, John thought.
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does this suck as much as I think it does? ohmyturtle... (i'll maaybe write their actual lazy day another time. but i wanted to get this out there...)
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