Johnlock OneShots!

Words That Difine Us

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Everyone is born with one word on their head. This is the defining feature of their personality. Not everyone was proud of theirs. Especially not Sherlock. As a matter of fact his word made him absolutely livid.

John on the other hand wore his word with pride. Etched on his forehead was the word brave. This obviously got a lot of attention when he and Sherlock were on cases. Neither of them were bothered by it though. The detective that refused to show his mark to anyone and the retired army doctor who was normal. Who showed his mark and met the standards that society held.

Everyone was dying to find out what Sherlocks word said and John was going to find out. He just needed to figure out how.

"Morning Sherlock" John said with a slightly mischievous smile.

"What are you planning John?" Sherlock said bluntly, not even looking up from the newspaper he was reading.

"How did you-" he was cut off.

"Judging from your walking pattern going down the stairs you're exited for something. You changed to tone of your voice slightly when you said good morning to me. I could also tell by the tone of your voice that you're smirking that odd smirk when you have a plan or an idea. Considering the fact that whenever you have an idea you tell me about it immediately, this means you must have a plan to get me to show you my mark. How do I know what you were planning you might ask? Simple. You were talking very loud on the phone with Lestrade last night."

Sherlock somehow said all of that in one breath. He then looked up at a completely shocked John and let out a quiet but long laugh. However, it wasn't a robotic type laugh like he usually did. It was completely...human? It was full of life even though it was almost silent.

"What the bloody hell was that laugh?" John said taken back. He saw Sherlock slam a hand over his mouth. 

".....n-nothing" he said as he adjusting his hair over his forehead.

He stuttered..John thought to himself. Sherlock Holmes never stuttered. It was obviously about his mark. "Sherlock..why don't you just tell me what it says on your head.. I promise I won't tell anyone if you don't want me to.."

Sherlock stared at him for a few seconds before saying, "you promise you won't tell anyone? I was always made fun at home because of it.."
John had always assumed that his word would be something like smart or sociopath or emotionless. After all, Mycrofts' was boring and Euros' was physcopath.

"I promise.." John said sitting next to his flatmate.

Sherlock was very hesitant as he slowly moved his dark, curly hair out of his face. Once the word was fully revealed Sherlocks eyes scrunched together in fear of Johns reaction.

After a good three minutes of silence Sherlock opened his eyes and saw John with a warm smile on his face. "Oh Sherlock..this isn't bad at all! It's great actually!" He said, Sherlock still filled with fear.

When Sherlock revealed his word John was expecting something horrible but as a matter of fact it was quite lovely. The word read fantastic.

John looked back on the memory of when they first met. He also remembered slight fear on Sherlocks face when he called him fantastic. It all made sense now.

"John...John are you ok?" Sherlock said as John had been zoned out for several minutes.

"Oh yes, yes I'm fine. Sherlock.." he said as he grabbed Sherlocks hand, "you're amazing and you shouldn't hide who you are."

"Thank you John.. after watching your reaction I deduce that everyone else will react this way. Shall we go? Lestrade wants us at Scotland Yard in 20 minutes" Sherlock said standing up and reaching out a hand.

John took his hand and stood up, "we shall" he said as they walked to work hand in hand.

Hope you enjoyed :) this was fun to write xD