James, answer your god damn phone. –SM
Seriously Boss. –SM
What happened to your compulsive need to answer your phone? –SM
I'm coming home. –SM
Leaving my post and coming home. –SM
Don't you dare, Moran. –JM
What the hell is wrong with you? –SM
Me?! What's wrong with me?! It's quarter past four in the morning, Sebastian! –JM
Apparently people are meant to sleep at this hour. –JM
If I have to be awake you can be too. –SM
What did I do to deserve that? –JM
You've had be on this rooftop for the last six nights, that's what. –SM
For a good reason. –JM
Sherlock Holmes is not a 'good reason' for me, James. –SM
Why are you so hung up on this now? Why not three nights ago when it was at record low temperatures? –JM
What day is it Jim? –SM
16th of August. Why? –JM
Think about it and get back to me when you figure it out. –SM
Come home. –JM
I'm here, is it open? –SM
Please say the door hasn't been unlocked all day. –SM
Don't worry, I already know the answer. –SM
Sebastian walked in to the kitchen, smiling when he found a gift that could only be from Jim- a heart (Sebastian wasn't exactly sure what it was from) that appeared to be preserved by… Well, Sebastian wasn't too sure about that either. Next to it is a piece of paper with Jim's distinct handwriting scrawled across it.
'Happy anniversary Seb. Six years and we haven't killed each other. Impressive.
PS: If you ever threaten to leave your post again, there will be trouble, no matter how much I love you. You would make a very pretty suit.
And yes, I did just admit is, and yes, I do mean it.'
Sebastian's smile widened as he made his way into the bedroom, where as expected, he found Jim. "Love you too."
Jim laughed slightly and rolled over to look at him. "You'd better. Now go to sleep, we'll talk in the morning. It's quarter past five in the morning for God's sake."
"And I've been on a roof until about this time for the last six nights, remember?" Sebastian pointed out.
"Shut up before I send you back," Jim muttered, only half joking.
Sebastian grinned. "Yes Boss." Ten minutes later, both criminals were asleep, Jim wrapped securely in Sebastian's arms and Sebastian looking as though he didn't have a care in the world.