Sherlock stirred a bit when he felt a kiss upon his head, but he quickly fell back asleep, and was out for another almost hour before his bladder screamed at him that it was time to get up.
He didn't bother putting on any clothes, he used the loo and did a quick tooth scrubbing, then wrapped the bed sheet around him and walked into the hallway, where the smell of breakfast led him to the kitchen. He rubbed his eyes sleepily with the back of his hand.

"You're up early." He said. "Do you...er.. have a job that you go to? Or was the club your job?" He realized that he didn't even know a simple thing like that about John.