And, yup, we're yet again due for something that Sherlock can't wrap his anything around other than by measuring John's waistline - and before I read the next chapter I'm going to just point out that I wish he could understand how wonderful and sweet this sequence is where John doesn't realize what he's feeling until he can share it - as closely as he can at this point - with Sherlock - he doesn't get to enjoy it until he's with his partner! Yeah, that was all once sentence. Deal with it, gods of writing and grammar.