Sherlock x John Part 9.5Sherlock was almost completely silent, pondering, and was always touching John, which was very irritating. Wherever John went, Sherlock would be right beside him, touching him in some way.
John was starting to get very agitated.
Needing some non-Sherlock time, he stood and went to the bathroom. He shoved Sherlock out when he tried to follow John in, and glared at him. "I am able to go to the bathroom by myself, Sherlock," John sighed, exasperated.
Then he slammed the door in Sherlock's face and locked it.
John was currently sitting on the lid of the toilet, wondering when Sherlock would notice he wasn't actually using the toilet.
Glancing at the window, he contemplated climbing down, until he remembered two things. 1, this was not ground level, and 2, he was in France and had no idea where he would go.
Sighing, he examined the bathroom again. Something caught his eye, and he turned his head and saw an envelope floating in through the open window.
Frowning, he slowly reached down
Sherlock x John Part 6John slowly walked downstairs after getting dressed, the same question pounding through his head though he tried to ignore it; why hadn't Sherlock come and slept in bed with him?Sherlock x John Part 63 years ago in Profiles More Like This
He shook his head irritably, already in a bad mood. Apparently he couldn't get a good night's sleep without Sherlock, which made him annoyed at himself and sink deeper into his bad mood. He skipped his tea, and grabbed his jumper, storming past Sherlock and straight down the stairs. His bad mood deepened even more when all the cabs ignored him, forcing him to walk.
He arrived late with a massive headache, and Sarah was being rude and unhelpful. His clients are were whiny and annoying. Sarah made him stay after work to do paperwork at which point he was ready to shoot something. Even that blasted smiley face on the wall.
His patience was wearing thin as he entered the flat at 7pm, and then remembered he had to go out with Greg. He marched straight up to his room and changed into something nice. He shaved, for h
Sherlock x John Part 8After John had relieved himself, he had come back and found Sherlock in a deep sleep. At first he hadn't been worried his fever had gone down and he wasn't coughing or sniffing anymore, but he hadn't woken up.Sherlock x John Part 83 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Worried, John stayed awake all night, ignoring his thirst and instead eating the cookies Harry had made. A few times, he almost fell asleep, but caught himself. Sherlock didn't wake up the next day either. Feeling a bit panicked, John decided that if he hadn't woken up by the night, he would call Mycroft.
When night came and went, John reached for his phone and called Mycroft, anxious. "Hello? Mycroft? Yes, it's John. It's about Sherlock, he went to sleep after you left and hasn't woken up yet, I'm getting worried," John said; his anxiety evident in his voice.
"I'll be right over," Mycroft said, his voice sounding drawn.
"And can you please get me some water?" John asked a second before Mycroft hung up.
Sighing, John reached out and cradled Sherlock's face in hi
Sherlock x John Part 10When John woke he was feeling better than he had in a long time. He opened his eyes and was surprised to find no Sherlock in bed. Frowning, he licked his lips (a bad habit of his) and sat up, rubbing his eyes.Sherlock x John Part 103 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The sheets beside him crinkled, and he turned his head, seeing a folded piece of paper. He reached out and grabbed it, he glanced at the door and unfolded it.
'Dear Johnny boy,
Did you miss me? I know I missed you. Why don't you come to the café at 10 and you and I can have a little chat.
John frowned; the handwriting was bugging him. There was something about it, but he just couldn't place it. He glanced at the clock it was only 9am. He shook his head, what a big sleep in, and got up. He went over to the bathroom and had a shower, cleaning himself up after last night.
He walked into the kitchen in a pair of fresh clothes and saw Sherlock sitting on the couch, clearly thinking. "Tea?" John asked as he walked past, wondering how to tell Sherlock about the note.
Sherlock x John Part 11"You arse Sherlock," John mumbled as he woke, struggling to open his eyes.Sherlock x John Part 113 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sherlock was still lying on top of John, and he just groaned in response, burying his face deeper into John's neck.
John shuddered slightly at the feeling of Sherlock's hot breath on his neck. Then he shook himself and glanced at the clock. 7am.
At one point, Sherlock must have gotten up and taken off John's shirt and pants and put him under the covers. John's phone beeped; and he groaned. Somehow, he managed to get his arm free and grabbed his phone which was under his pillow.
'Morning, Johnny boy~ - J'
'Go away, Moriarty.' John messaged back, getting annoyed at him.
"Who are you texting so early?" Sherlock asked in a mumble against John's skin.
"No one of importance. He's bugging me," John groaned, tightening his hand in Sherlock's thick curls.
"He?" Sherlock asked curiously.
"For God's sake, Sherlock. Don't you dare get jealous again," John said, exasperated.
Sherlock grumbled. "I'm not jealous."
Sherlock x John Part 12"No, Sherlock."Sherlock x John Part 123 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Oh, come on John! It isn't that bad!"
"Yes it is! It's completely horrible!"
Sher lock pouted, and John groaned, scrubbing his face furiously with his hands.
"I still say no, Sherlock."
John glanced at the test tube in Sherlock's hand. "Fine," he sighed, unable to hold his ground against Sherlock's pleading.
John grimaced and took the test tube Sherlock was holding out. It was filled with a dark purple liquid, which John didn't know what it was. Sherlock wanted him to drink it for an experiment. John took a deep drink, Sherlock watching with a fascinated expression.
It tasted disgusting. Like dog shit. He swallowed, and an even worse after taste came back. "Oh God," John mumbled, shoving the test tube back at Sherlock and rushing to the bathroom.
Leaning back against the cool tiles of the bathroom floor, John groaned. Sweat covered his face and, from what he had seen in the mirror, he was pale white. Even paler than Sherlock, in fact.
He sat bol
Sherlock x John Part 4John sighed, closing his eyes briefly before opening them again and looking straight at Mycroft. "What about Sherlock and I?" He asked wearily, not really in the mood to deal with him.Sherlock x John Part 43 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"As his older brother, I feel that it is my duty to warn you of the consequences if you happen to break Sherlock's heart," Mycroft stated, completely serious.
John knew he was being serious, but the words sounded strange coming out of Mycroft's mouth. "I know that is how you feel, Mycroft, but I think that it is none of your business what Sherlock and I do. Besides, Sherlock is old enough to kill me himself if I happen to break his heart, which I have no wish to do," John stated, lifting an eye brow at Mycroft.
"I know that is so, John, but just know that I will be watching. And if you do any wrong to my brother, accidental or not, it will be me you will face," he threatened.
John bristled at the threat was just about to tell Mycroft exactly what he thought, but the door opened and
Sherlock x John Part 7When John woke up that morning and went down stairs, Sherlock was sitting on the couch, wrapped in a thick doona, sniffling. Alarmed, John rushed over to him. "Are you alright, Sherlock?" he asked, worriedly, pressing his wrist to Sherlock's forehead.Sherlock x John Part 73 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sherlock swatted his hand away. "Don't be daft John. I am perfectly alright," he responded, his voice sounding thick.
"Sherlock! You've got a fever; you have to go back to bed, no buts, doctor's orders. I'll call the clinic; tell them I'm taking the day off. Now, up to bed with you, I'll be with you in a sec with a nice hot cup of tea," John fussed, shooing Sherlock away.
Grumbling, Sherlock complied, complaining all the way. Well, he wouldn't be Sherlock if he didn't.
Grinning, John picked up his cell and dialled the office, praying Sarah wouldn't be there. He started fixing Sherlock some tea as he did so. "Hello, Sarah speaking. How may I help you?" Sarah answered politely.
"Ah, hello Sarah, John here. Just wanted to let you
Sherlock x John Part 13BANG!Sherlock x John Part 133 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"MY BLOODY WALL!"
John groaned, putting his book down on his bed beside him. "Please don't let that be Sherlock being bored "
With a resigned sigh, John got out of his warm, comfy bed and trudged downstairs to where Sherlock was shooting the wall and Mrs Hudson was screeching at him.
"What the bloody hell are you doing?" John yelled at Sherlock, scowling.
John sighed, closing his eyes. Mrs Hudson snuck out of the room. "Honestly, Sherlock, you know that I'M the one who has to pay for that," John groaned, gesturing at the wall.
"I'm BORED!" Sherlock groaned, shooting the wall again with John's handgun.
John snatched the gun off of him and stuffed it down his pants. "I'm going out," John said, turning, grabbing his wallet, phone and jumper.
"Where are you going?" Sherlock called as John descended the stairs.
He dialled Greg as he jogged down the stairs. "Hello, Greg," John greeted.
"Hello John." Greg sounded worn.
"Ready for a night out?" John
Sherlock x John Part 3John woke up in a good mood. Which was probably because of the one and only Sherlock Holmes in his bed. A smile stretched across his face. It was quite rare to see Sherlock sleeping. He was probably exhausted after his fight with the suspect...Sherlock x John Part 33 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sherlock's face was so relaxed and peaceful and... so innocent. His curls were a mess and John noticed that his hand was still tangled in Sherlock's curls. He flexed his hand, wincing when his hand cramped. He gently withdrew his hand and gently stretched it.
Yawning, he looked at the time and groaned when he saw that it was only 5am. He knew that he had no hope of going back to sleep, so he thought about what he should do. He could stay here and watch Sherlock sleep, or he could get up and go shopping. He could get some of Sherlock's favourite tea...
Nodding decisively, John slowly withdrew his legs and let go of Sherlock's hand. John froze when Sherlock frowned, reaching out. Thinking fast, John grabbed a pillow and gave it to Sherlock, who cu
Sherlock x John Part 5Regretfully, John had to go to work. He was more reluctant than usual, not just because he had to see his ex. But because he had to give up his time with Sherlock. Sighing, he grabbed his coat and left, glancing once more at Sherlock who was so deep in thought if John had said anything, he wouldn't have noticed.Sherlock x John Part 53 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sherlock's strange drink had helped his headache, but he had thrown up a couple of times before all the alcohol was out of his system. Glancing at his watch, he noticed that if he took a cab, he would be early and have to sit in an awkward silence with Sarah while they waited for customers. Shrugging, he started walking, enjoying the crisp morning air.
It was around seven o'clock at night when John finally got off work. It had been a hectic day with lots of customers, and John was exhausted. He was starving, tired, and his leg and injured arm was aching.
He knew Sherlock wouldn't have made dinner, so he grabbed some Chinese for both of them and continued walking stiffly
Sherlock x John Part 14Sherlock watched John sleep, his eyes wondering over John's face. He was so peaceful when he slept. It made Sherlock want to watch him sleep all day.Sherlock x John Part 143 years ago in Profiles More Like This
But, of course, that was never going to happen. Sherlock huffed angrily as someone banged on the door downstairs. He longed to yell at them to shut UP, but he didn't want to wake John.
Trying to soothe himself, he reached out and traced the lines of John's face. John smiled slightly in his sleep and nuzzled into Sherlock's hand.
Oh, how completely amazing John was. He seemed to be such a simple person, yet he never stopped surprising Sherlock. Like how easily he accepted Sherlock's feelings.
Or how he kissed Sherlock.
Or came up with a nickname that he didn't hate
John was such a mystery.
A soft smile drifted across his lips and he leant forward, placing a kiss on John's forehead. He lingered there for a while, until the banging on the door got to infuriating.
Wrapping himself in a sheet tightly, he marched downstairs,
Sherlock x John Part 2John Watson was doing what he thought he would never do. Hold hands with Sherlock Holmes. Unable to keep the grin off of his face, John turned his head to the side so that Sherlock wouldn't get too smug.Sherlock x John Part 23 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Then he remembered the huge love bite Sherlock had given him. John's grin dropped and a scowl replaced it. He turned his head and glared at Sherlock, who was looking in the opposite direction from him. He opened his mouth to yell at Sherlock, but the consulting detective sighed heavily and looked directly into John's eyes. "OK, so I bit you. And gave you a huge love bite. Who cares?" Sherlock groaned.
John was just about to tell Sherlock exactly 'who cares', but, once again, Sherlock cut him off before he could start. He leaned down to whisper in John's ear, his hot breath sending shivers of pleasure through John's being. "Besides, we both know you enjoyed it," he whispered.
John face flushed from embarassment, and Shelock, obviously enjoying John's embarassment, started nibbling light
Sherlock x John Part 16John was seriously starting to regret giving Sherlock those chemicals.Sherlock x John Part 163 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Groaning in exasperation, John held up his favourite jumper, well it WAS his favourite jumper, what was left of it anyway.
He glared at Sherlock, who widened his eyes and gave him an 'innocent' look behind his safety goggles, two test tubes in his hands. John's jumper and several large black holes in it and had a strange green tint to it and smelt off.
There was nothing John could do to save it. "That was my favourite jumper, Sherlock!" John complained, chucking it into the fire and, dejectedly, watching it burn.
There was a hissing sound. "I was experimenting on the fabrication of sheep's wool," he stated simply.
Sighing in frustrating, John headed for the door without his beloved jumper, even though it was gusty and snowing outside.
"Where are you going?" Sherlock asked, sounding surprised.
"Out," John said curtly, he seriously needed some fresh air and a job.
With that thought in mind, he slammed the door shut be
Sherlock x John Part 20 (half of it anyway)Sherlock pushed open the door and strode out, his long coat billowing around him, barely pausing, his face a hard mask. John followed behind quickly, trying to catch up to Sherlock but failing miserably.Sherlock x John Part 20 (half of it anyway)3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Mycroft was in the middle of the garden, looking around with obvious distaste, his umbrella hanging form his right arm.
He looked up when the door slammed against the wall and gave a small smile when he saw Sherlock striding over to him. Then he seemed to realise that Sherlock did not look the slightest bit happy, as his smile dropped, and his eyes flickered over to John.
"Sherlock," Mycroft greeted when Sherlock came to a stop in front of him, John lingering behind slightly (but making sure he was still within reaching distance for Sherlock).
"Mycroft," Sherlock greeted icily, eyes narrowed.
In the back ground, John glared at all the other people in the garden who were trying not to be suspicious as they got within hearing range.
To be honest, it was quite a surprise for Mycroft to tu
Sherlock x John Part 15There was something John needed to do, yet he was hesitant as it would mean leaving Sherlock for a couple of days.Sherlock x John Part 153 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Staring at Sherlock, who was literally upside down on the sofa, over the top of his newspaper, John wondered how to tell Sherlock.
John's eyes lost focus and he stared without actually seeing at Sherlock, as he tried to think up the best way to tell Sherlock.
With a loud sigh, Sherlock rolled off of the couch and marched over to John, taking his newspaper, startling John, and bent down to stare into John's eyes intensely.
"Gah! SH-Sherlock! What are you doing?!" John exclaimed, leaning backwards.
Sherlock just followed him, peering into his eyes and grabbing his chin to hold him still when John would have moved away.
"Where are you going?" Sherlock demanded; a slight trace of worry in his eyes.
John sighed, closing his eyes briefly. Reaching up with really noticing, John runs a hand through Sherlock's curls.
"I have some things I need to do. It will take a couple of days,
Sherlock x John Part 18When John woke up next, Sherlock was leaning over him, eyes closed and his lips pressed gently against John's head.Sherlock x John Part 183 years ago in Profiles More Like This
John tilted his head up and nuzzled Sherlock's chin with the top of his head. He was so glad that he was with Sherlock again.
After John had been discharged from the hospital, they went straight home and Sherlock made John some edible food.
After he had finished eating, John settled back in his arm chair and watched Sherlock watch him.
"Sher, how long was I gone for?" This was the question that had been bugging him since he got out of the hospital.
Sherlock's face turned dark, and John thought he might not answer. "Three weeks," Sherlock said in a low, controlled voice.
John's mind reeled. How had he lasted three weeks on just two cups of water and a piece of bread every couple of days?
"Uh," John cleared his throat, "alright. How did you find me?"
"I was never going to stop until I found you, John," Sherlock said passionately, leaning forwards and fixing John with
Sherlock x John Part 1Shaking with shock, but trying desperately to hide it from his keen eyed companion, John Watson glanced at Sherlock, his long stride easily putting distance between them before Sherlock would glance back and casually slow his pace to match John's shorter one. John clenched his jaw to stop it from trembling and clenched his hands into fists. His pace slowed as he remembered what had just occured not that long ago...Sherlock x John Part 13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sherlock x John Part 20 (The other half)Looking up at Sherlock, John leaned up, and pressed a kiss to Sherlock's neck.Sherlock x John Part 20 (The other half)3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sherlock let John push him back until Sherlock was sitting on the couch. Then John made Sherlock lie back and straddled his waist.
John leaned down, grateful for the distraction, and pressed his mouth gently to Sherlock's. Sherlock reached up and grabbed John's neck, pulling him down so that he was more firmly pressed against him.
Sliding his tongue smoothly into Sherlock's mouth, John gave a low moan, and framed Sherlock's face with his hands.
Sherlock pulled back and John trailed kisses down his jaw and neck.
Running his hands up and down John's back briefly, Sherlock rested his hands on John's shoulders and gently, yet firmly, pushed John back.
Slightly confused, slightly wary, John sat back up.
Sherlock propped himself up on his elbows and searched John's face. "What's wrong?" he asked softly.
John stiffened, he didn't want to tell Sherlock, he felt pathetic. He turned his face away from Sherlock and avo
Sherlock x John Part 22Eyes opening, John sighed as he realised he was still tiny.Sherlock x John Part 223 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Stretching out on his pillow, John hopped off the bed, gasping a little at the impact and walked through the open bedroom door.
Climbing down the stairs was difficult and time consuming, but John didn't want Sherlock to have to trudge up and down the stairs each time.
Huffing, out of breath, John walked into the living room, and was surprised to find Sherlock not there. Walking into the kitchen, Sherlock wasn't there either.
Beginning to panic, John called out to him.
Hearing no response, John bit his lip, wondering where Sherlock had gone.
Slow footsteps came up the stairs and John froze. He recognised them a second before he heard the high-pitched male voice.
"Oh, Johnny boy~! I know your in here!"
Feet slipping slightly on the floor, John dived under the couch and pressed himself against the chair leg as the footsteps entered the room.
"Did you miss me, Johnny boy? I thought you might call," Moriarty's voice taunted him, th
Sherlock x John Part 21Jolting upright in bed, John realised what had bothered him about the body.Sherlock x John Part 213 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It reminded him of Jennifer Wilkens. The hair, the way the body was positioned, her jewellery.
Now that John thought about it, her coat was the same, except for the colour, and so was her shoes.
Maybe he was reading to much into this, besides, he could ask Sherlock in the morning...
With that thought, John drifted off to sleep.
Gun shots startled John. He looked around and found himself in the army infirmary. A yell of pain, and seconds later a
John's Chair It had taken months for John to work up the courage to admit that the feelings he felt for Sherlock were more than what one feels for a best friend. It had taken another month for John to decide that he couldn't put up with the almost bipolar emotions he went through when he was near Sherlock. It had only taken an hour for Sherlock to kiss John.John's Chair3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It wasn't like he had meant for it to happen. He had come home from surgery, tired, grumpy, and sore. Sherlock was leaning back in the armchair, mind elsewhere. John put up with a lot from Sherlock-more than flatmates normally put up with- but he would not put up with Sherlock stealing his armchair. "Sherlock," John cleared his throat, "you're in my seat."
Sherlock looked up, glaring at John. "Yes, brilliant, John."
Distracting Thoughts1:04Distracting Thoughts3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why are you texting me?
You're thinking. It's distracting.
And you can't just tell me? I'm right here.
True. But given the nature of your thoughts I doubt you would appreciate me saying anything aloud.
That's unusually considerate of you.
Not really. You simply become difficult when you're embarrassed.
And what makes you think the nature of my thoughts are embarrassing?
Well I doubt low lighting is responsible for your pupil dilation.
I can't help it that you're sexy when you're deducing stuff.
You think I'm sexy?
I do and you know it.
True. Still nice to hear.
Is that anyway to speak to your Exception?
Lestrade is giving us weird looks.
Of course he is. We're texting each other despite the fact that we're within earshot.
Maybe we should stop.
Why? I'm enjoying this.
You're here to solve a crime
As Memory Serves6:03As Memory Serves3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Where are you?
Well that's not vague at all
Sarcasm is not appreciated when I'm working
And what are you working on?
Trying to determine the origin of a specific greeting card
A greeting card is important to a case?
Yes, as the killer sent it to the victim.
So why do you need to find out where it's from?
Because we need to pull security footage to get a visual on him.
Oh. Don't suppose there's any chance of you leaving it until tomorrow and coming home?
Certainly not. Will you ever stop asking stupid questions?
Nope. I enjoy annoying you too much
That explains a lot.
Like why you are texting me when I'm busy. You know I dislike being disturbed; it breaks my concentration.
Actually I'm texting you because we're supposed to have dinner tonight. You know, real food. At a restaurant.
I don't recall those plans.
That's because I
Warmth3:27Warmth3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Are you awake?
Sherlock? What's wrong? Where are you?
In my room.
Oh. Is something wrong?
Yes. I'm cold.
Well it is snowing outside
You texted me at 3:30 to tell me you're cold?
3:27. And yes.
Get a blanket!
Won't work. I need another source of heat generation.
Do you expect me buy you a heater?
Don't be ridiculous. I want you to be my heater.
You want me to sleep with you?
No. I want you to come stand in the room so that the heat generated from you body helps to raise the overall temperature.
Are you serious?!
It's called sarcasm John.
Oh. Right. Well it's too early for sarcasm and I'm too tired.
Too tired to sleep with me? I wasn't implying anything.
Too tired for sarcasm.
Oh. Right. Sorry
Are you coming?
Why should I?
I just told you - I'm cold!