In a Different Clothing Style

Building up the disguise closet had been on Sherlock's and John's to-do list for ages, but they had been avoiding it case after case. Finally after months of avoiding the problem they finally went out of their way to stock up on their outfits. Surprisingly John was the odd one out this time, standing awkwardly in front of a rack while Sherlock ran around the store picking up various and random articles of clothing. After a time the detective realized that he was the only one taking part in the 'fun.' He handed John something black that looked only just his size, and shoved the shorter male into the dressing room and continued into his own to try on his clothes.

He emerged a quick three minutes later, in a white graphic T-shirt with a small green skull on it. His pants were baggy and hugging his hips, flashing the gray boxers he was wearing, and somewhere beneath all of the crumpled denim was a pair of sneakers. He glanced at a close by mirror and noticed his somewhat younger looking appearance, he didn't care for it as much as he pleased, perfering more to look his age.

He suddenly heard the sound of cussing emanating from John's changing stall and banging noises, which he assumed was his companion falling over in some form of struggle. After ten more minutes of the vulgar noises John emerged from the changing coffin. He was wrapped in a long leather jacket and a dark button up shirt. His jeans were also black and so tight Sherlock could see the shape of his partner's legs and other attractive things. The pants were obviously too small for John and were probably cutting off the circulation to John's other things.

Sherlock chuckled and kissed John on the nose, they both looked awful. To adults dressed in teenage punk clothes, smooching in front of the department store changing rooms. The surrounding uncomfortable customers assumed it was some sort of pre- bedroom kink and so did the manger of the shop apparently. She said she would pay for all the clothes they were wearing if the two of them "got a room" so to speak. Sherlock agreed, as he and John walked down the street. With the jeans John was wearing the detective also got a fine view of his rear. Yes, these delinquent clothes would with out a doubt be the geniuses new kink.

Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to update. Big news though, I'm sorry to say that I'm going to let this be the final chapter. I'm just not into it anymore and I don't want to drag out the next several chapters. I may come back to it someday, but until that day comes, this is a complete collection. Thank you for all your support and comments and I truly hope you can forgive me for this final decision.