9 May 2013

Moonlight and love songs, Never out of date

Murray survived!

He fearlessly Sherlock-sat (We've been told, with much scowling, he's NOT a baby and it's NOT babysitting.) and the street is still standing, London is not in flames, no one bury your parmesan!

John took me to a lovely little wine bar that served amazing food, beautiful ingredients. We shared some beautiful meats to start, then I had smoked eel and he had pig's cheeks, and he finished with a bitter chocolate pot, and I finished with a coffee, walnut and caramel tart.

I've come to realise that I've never minded people looking at me, because I'm a bloke having a romantic meal with another bloke. But with Bry it was always a massive 'thing' he'd always have some comment to make if he caught anyone looking - it was just miserable. He loved being the centre of attention, except he was all mouth and no trousers, and ...yeah, couldn't ever just relax.

Whereas with John, nothing matters outside us. We can happily sit and talk and I'm so...immersed in him, it just doesn't matter, I don't even notice people around us, and it's brilliant.


So, an Anon asked about my first ever kiss.

Well...I was...14, I think. 13 or 14, anyway. And the sun was shining. We were sitting on some grass, under a tree, overlooking the city, and there were insects making noises, and a soft breeze, and everyone else was sensibly having a siesta...and, well, we'd known each other for a while. Sort of...good friends, but in a slightly awkward way, if that makes sense? Partly because 'grown ups' were always saying how sweet we were together...

Anyway, she kissed me. And I'm fairly sure I either opened my mouth in shock or to protest.

And...then she held my hand. I didn't know what to say. Because some...some weird, small part of me, had wondered, well, if when a girl kissed me - or I kissed a girl - if I'd change from this odd little frog into a charming prince. And I didn't. I was still the odd little frog and no magic spark had jumped from her into me that suddenly made me stop thinking about boys' bums in tight footy shorts or nice muscly shoulders.

So I said I really liked her, but not like...that. And she looked sad, and I wanted to tell her the reason but...well, it just wouldn't have been a good idea. So then I wanted to change my mind, just so she wasn't sad. And I so, so nearly did. But that would have been a terrible idea too.


And the next 'real' kiss I had was at a party. I don't remember his name, but that didn't turn out to be such a great idea either... At least I knew, though, that I was meant to be a frog, because it was other frogs that did it for me, not princesses at all.


I'm slightly worried that only makes sense to me because I've had half a bottle of wine, a glass of dessert wine and a digestif...

Now going to thoroughly kiss Johnfrog. If I can distract him away from Murray, who is very half-heartedly demolishing an epic degu-assault-course.

19 comments:

John H. D. Watson said...

I think you might be the sweetest man in the entire world.

Murray says cleaning up assault courses wasn't part of the deal. I beg to differ.

Greg Lestrade said...

I'm sure the deal was to leave the flat as good or better than when he entered it.

And I'm fairly sure you haven't met enough of the world to say that. But am happy if you don't want to meet the rest, and stick with me :)

love you, thank you for tonight, it was great.

John H. D. Watson said...

I'll be sticking with you, yeah.

Good. I'm really glad you enjoyed it, I had a great time too. :)

Greg Lestrade said...

Bed? Don't want to be too tired tomorrow.

Although I warn you, once Sherlock is at school and the allotment is watered, I have every intention of returning to bed for a well deserved...lie in. ;)

John H. D. Watson said...

Every part of that sounds like a good plan.

Greg Lestrade said...

sweetness is only one of my qualities.

Come on, our lilly pad awaits, John-Rana.

Olli said...

Oh, you are just the sweetest men ever. Hooray for romance!

REReader said...

And when two lovers woo, they still say "I love you".... I love that song, and that movie...and this post. :)

(In all fairness, making the degu assault course was genius!)

Anon Without A Name said...

Sounds like everyone had a good evening :-)

And, if I've got my dates right - Happy Birthday Mycroft!!

Greg Lestrade said...

You have ;)

He didn't want us to make a fuss, but we are kidnapping him later :)

Small Hobbit said...

Sherlock - how did the degus do on their assault course.

Mycroft - HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Anon Without A Name said...

Lestrade - a very low-key and dignified kidnapping?

Enjoy your day, all :-)

Sherlock said...

They liked it. I know it was genius because I'm a genius. john and Lestrade said I should have helped clear it up though so next time I will or Murray might not want to come again.

ro said...

Many happy returns, Mycroft!

Glad you guys all had a good date night! Sherlock, that bubble gun sounds brilliant! I was blowing bubbles in my office today - I have bubble blowers that look like ice cream in a cone.

pandabob said...

I'm glad you had a great date night guys and that you had fun with Murray Sherlock :-)

Happy birthday Mycroft, I hope they don't embarrass you too much with their kidnap attempt ;-)

Greg Lestrade said...

I assure you our kidnap attempt will be most grown up.

John wouldn't let me wear an eye patch, hold a cutlass between my teeth and swing over the school wall on a rope...

He is, however, giving me a Danger Glare (tm) for telling him to beat my cream until it's stiff.

Piplover said...

Happy Birthday, Mycroft!

I'm glad everyone had a lovely evening, it sounds like it was a great night!

rsf said...

Congratulations, L, you have managed to get my boss to ask me why I'm blushing.

Greg Lestrade said...

Hah - there's no need to blush just because my sous chef has a filthy mind!

Night all.

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