John Watson was looking at him. He had no idea why he was ok with this "I don't know Sherlock, this hasnt happened before and I am not sure why I am not freaking out." He lay there and was relaxed. 
He blinked and was trying to think. He seemed confused and unsure what to say.
"I don't know why this feels fine." He blinked a bit.
He wasn't sure anymore, Was he attracted to Sherlock. He blushed at the thought. Sherlock was good looking and even if he was annoying, John still liked him. But only as a friend right. John was very conflicted now.