A 221B birthday fic for Serinah – I hope you like it!
Disclaimer – Sherlock and John are the property of ACD, MG and SM – I make no money, I only have fun!

Sherlock sat in his leather armchair, gazing at the man sitting opposite him.

John sat and stared back, a look of disbelief on his normally placid features.

"Can we?"

"Bloody hell, Sherlock – really? You seriously want to do this?" John looked at the man sitting opposite him, watching the younger man nod enthusiastically, unsure quite how to react to this unusual request.

Sherlock thought he could see the beginnings of capitulation in his flatmate, as the other man looked at the small, plastic wrapped package on the coffee table.

John picked it up, and examined it from all angles and frowned.

"I'm not sure, Sherlock…" he caught the beginnings of a pout forming on the finely chiselled features and sighed. "Okay, okay. You win"

The consulting detective grinned delightedly.

"Excellent! You'll love it, I promise!"

"I dunno. I've never done anything like this before"

"Oh come on, John" Sherlock smirked "I'd be willing to bet you've done this – or something very similar – with every girlfriend you've ever gone home with"

John flushed painfully.

"Look, just go and get ready before I change my mind!" the doctor grabbed the package and disappeared out of the room.

Thirty minutes later, as they sat watching the film, John had to admit there was something really quite nice about eating microwave popcorn and drinking Beaujolais.