Pairing: Sherlock/John
Word Count: 428 Drable
Rating: PG
Summary: Sherlock is bored and John is reading a newspaper .
A/N: My first attempt writing anything Sherlockian, l just had it on my mind for a long time and had to write it down, l know it's not much.
Disclaimer:I don't own anything.

"I'm bored"
"Check the site maybe we got a new case" Johns eyes never left the paper he was reading.

"I did TEN times already" he shouted tossing the paper from Johns hands.
"What was that for?"
"Yes you said it already" John signed and picked the paper from the floor trying to find the article he was reading "Why don't you play the violin or something"
"John it's like you purposely trying to annoy me"
"Sherlock it's my newspaper time all I'm trying to do is read it"
"Where is Mrs Hudson?"
"I don't know, probably she was smart enough to hide from you"
"Sherlock stop shouting"
"Stop ignoring me, I can't be brilliant when you ignoring me"
"Fine" John answered defeated "What do you want to do"
"Lets go out for diner"
"All this fuzz, and all you want to do is have diner?"
"Well all this screaming got me hungry"
"Fine I'll take my coat"
"I don't care"
"Why are you angry?
"Not angry just frustrated"
"You don't want Italian?"
"Sherlock I DON'T care" John stood dressed by the door "Can we just please go, so I can return faster to my newspaper"
"You're very obsessed with your reading"
"Yes because you're not obsessive at all"
"So Italian …" and Sherlock stormed out closing the door behind him leaving John in the silent

"It's very posh for an Italian place"
"Is it bad or good?" Sherlock helped John out of his coat
"Neither… did you just take off my coat"
"Look there's a table"
"Sherlock"… but he was already heading for the table, leaving John no choice but to join him.
"May I take your order?" the waitress asked, John was still looking through the menu a bit lost with the wide selection.
"I will have the Parmesan risotto with black truffle and a glass of white wine, and my friend will have the Agello with a glass of red"
"What you don't like lamb?"
"I do bu…" he was cut by Sherlock
"That is all shush you can leave" and he waved the waitress away "Aspiring actress" he whispered to John over the table.
"Well you don't need to be a 'Sherlock' to guess this"
"To be a 'Sherlock' …" Sherlock chuckled "I like it"
"Why are we here"
"John seriously, I know you have an average mind, but I would've hopped you knew what restaurants for"
"You took my coat off"
"Yes I did"
"You ordered the food for me"
"Sherlock … is this a date"