Who wants to do a one on one with me? {CLOSED} {Stalkers welcome it's Johnlock}

"Do you really want to argue?" Sherlock asked.

“No, so let’s just go.”

Sherlock took John's hand and the two men walked out of 221b.

John was shooked when Sherlock took his hand but did not object

(And Sherlock holds John's hand… gasp!)

"I know a good place with food and people who tolerate me." Sherlock said. "Or do you have something else in mind?"

“No, where ever you want to go.” John smiled up at him

Sherlock returned the smile but the second he looked away the smile returned to a sullen frown.

“What’s the matter?” John asked, now concerned for his friend.

The restaurant was large and incredibly busy. It smelled heavenly in there and it had a romantic mood about it. They found a table and waited for their order to be taken.

“What’s the matter?” John asked, now concerned for his friend.

"Nothing. This is my normal face." Sherlock said.

(Sullen frown=normal Sherlock face.)

(Oh right yeah. Sorry it’s been a long day and sadly I ahve to leave. See ya soon!)
“This is a nice place.” John said, looking around

(Kk) "I suppose it is." Sherlock said, he kept scanning the room, looking for something new, some flaw, anything fishy.

(Hello?)

(Fren?)

(Heyo, sorry I just woke up)

(Oh, it's evening for me, sorry. Continue?)

(Hello?)

(Are you online?)

(Yeah, sorry fell back asleep XD)
“So, what do you think Moriarty might be planning next?”

"I don't know." Sherlock said, still looking around for anything suspicious.

"What do you want for dinner?" A waiter asked.

“I’ll have a meat lovers pizza, thanks” John said handing back the menu

"Nothing for me, thanks." Sherlock said.

“You don’t have to look for anything you know. Any signs he’s been here”

Sherlock watched the waiter walk away. "What?" He asked, he didn't catch what John had said.

John shook his head, “Doesn’t matter.”

"John, something is bothering you. Spot it out." Sherlock said.

“No, it’s fine, Sherlock.”