"Sherlock." John starts, fixing his hands in his own lap with an awkward breath in.
"I've been, uh, thinking. Since the other night. When we talked about, you know, feelings." John was starting to get flustered as he spoke. "And, I don't know, maybe we could-" He let out a breath, and shook his head.
"Never mind." He finished awkwardly, his face a nice flushed shade of scarlet.