Sorry it has been ages, but I have been stuck on what to write next for this chapter and I've been busy with my other fic which is a Sherlolly one titled 'purely for convenience'. Hope you enjoy this chapter!

The evening after the incident with Lestrade and Mycroft, Sherlock was sitting on the couch trying out his deducing skills on the Jeremy Kyle guests whilst John was typing up the past few cases. Once John was finished he closed his laptop and huffed over to his arm chair. He looked at Sherlock for a moment, knowing better than to interrupt whilst he was in his mind palace; he waited until the adverts were on.

'So Sherlock.' He said as the closing music began on the TV. 'I kissed you, how are we feeling about that.'

'Confused John.' Sherlock stated simply. John was looking at him trying to decide what to say next.

'Well it's natural to be confused, from what I have heard you have had very little experience when it comes to relationships and your sexual orientation may not be clear and...' he wanted to give Sherlock another 'it's all fine' speech, but the detective cut him off.

'I have never been confused about me sexuality John, it just has never mattered to me because of my work. I suppose I should act on my preferences at some point, I don't want to end up needing to understand love for a case, having never experienced it.' Sherlock said twirling the remote in his hand.

'You're preference is?' John asked.

'I prefer men.'

'Okay...why are you confused then?' John enquired, glad that he finally knew his flatmates romantic interests.

'Well you are always insisting that you are not gay and that we are not a couple, yet you kissed me. Is this something to do with complex feelings?' Sherlock asked before answering his own question before John had a chance to answer. 'Don't tell me, you're bisexual aren't you.' John nodded in confirmation of his deduction.

' The reason I kissed you Sherlock...well it was kind of like my own experiment.' John started, not quite sure how Sherlock would be able to handle an emotional outpour from him. 'I am attracted to you aesthetically, I mean of course, you are gorgeous, but being with you all the time and getting to know you...it's like I know you better than myself sometimes, and you never fail to surprise me. Every time I discover something new about you I feel like I am falling more and more for you. The kiss was to see if it was strange to be with you in a physically intimate way instead of just us being emotionally intimate.' Sherlock looked at the doctor like he was trying really hard to understand what he was saying and feeling. After an un-nerving thirty seconds, Sherlock responded.

'Well, what was your conclusion?' he asked in a soft tone.

'I liked it.' John whispered, trying to hide the red creeping up into his cheeks.

'Well I was slightly shocked at the time, so the preliminary investigation was not accurate.' The detective stated.

'Do we need to repeat the investigation?' John said hopefully, wearing a cheeky grin on his face that made Sherlock smile.

'Well that is the only way I am going to get an accurate result.' He replied getting up off the couch and walking over to where John sat in his arm chair. The brunette bent down to meet John's lips in a chaste kiss, which lasted no longer than three or four seconds, before they pulled apart.

'Well?' John asked, fearing rejection yet anticipating more.

'Positive results John' Sherlock said.

'My favourite.' The doctor smirked as he stood up to crash his lips into Sherlock's in a less chaste, more passionate and heated kiss.

Very good. John thought.

End? I think that's a nice place to leave this story, I could go on to show them showing off their relationship at the station and to ect. but I'm not sure if it would spoil it. Let me know in reviews what I should do, or if you have a fic request I am always open to new ideas!