"Sherlock? Sherlock, come have a look at this."
Sherlock sighs. “What, John?”
"Do you have any idea what Tumblr is?" The doctor furrowed his brow.
Sherlock rubs his temples. “John, we are on the verge of a terror-“
"Do you know what it is?" John interrupted.
"Yes, yet another ‘social’ site for the antisocial. What about it?"
"Say what you will about them, but they’re fantastic artists and writers."
Sherlock raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”
John’s eyes widened as he scrolled further. “My….very vivid artists….”
Sherlock bent, furrowing his brow. “Let me see that.” He scrolled through, barely blinking.
After a while he rose, and said “Hm. Interesting.”
"Interesting??!!" John cried. "Sherlock, there is pornography that exists of us!"
"Relax?!! I’m engaged, Sherlock! What if Mary finds any of this?" John gestured frantically to the screen.
Sherlock smirked. “She’s good natured, John. probably have herself a good laugh.”
"Yes, wonderful, because I need my fiancee having a good laugh at me blowing you." John grumbled.
"Actually, she’d probably laughing at the size of your-"
"Crossing the line."
Sherlock rolled his eyes. “Whatever.”
John’s phone lit up. “It’s my fiancee, who I’m madly in love with and I’m totally straight for.” John said, narrowing his eyes. “I’ll be right back.” He tapped answer and strode out.
Sherlock’s eyes flickered to the doorway once, waiting for John to leave the room. He then quickly sat down and clicked the Log Out button, blushing furiously.
As far as John knows, Sherlock remarked mentally, the only one running a blog is him. That’s all he needs to know.