Johnlock OneShots!

Im A Fool

Sherlock, John and the entirety of Scotland Yard had been chasing a criminal on foot for over an hour now and they were so close to catching him.

Suddenly Lestrade jumped the suspect and handcuffed him. Now he was being taken in for questioning.

The next morning, they were called back to Scotland Yard. As soon as Sherlock stepped through the door all heads turned towards him.

"What is it Lestrade?" Sherlock said in his normal monotone voice, ignoring everyone else's glares.

"We caught the wrong guy. You had us looking for the wrong person Sherlock. FOR TWO WEEKS" Greg basically yelled.

John saw Sherlock pale, then go pink. His face dropped from his normal nonchalant look to a look of shame. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes and for once, no words came out.

"Sherlock," Greg continued, "I'm sorry but the majority of us have decided to kick you off this case. That goes for you too John."

"WHAT?! THATS INSANE-"

"John please just-"

"YOU NEED HIM"

"He can come back when we have a new case-"

"OH SO HE MAKES ONE MISTAKE AND HE CANT HELP ANYMORE?! YOUVE MADE MORE MISTAKES THAN HE HAS! I CANT BELEI-"

John stopped as he felt Sherlock grab his shoulder. He looked up to the taller man as he mumbled, "just leave it John..it's..let's just go"

John got the message and they both left, John shooting death stares at Lestrade as he walked out.

The cab ride back to Baker Street was silent, as soon as they got up to the flat Sherlock sat down.
He didn't play his violin.
He didn't shoot a wall.
He didn't go to his mind palace.
He just sat there.
Motionless.

As John looked closer he could see tears falling freely down Sherlock face, and he could hear him whispering to himself, how could I be so stupid.

And here's where John looses his shit.

"WILLIAM SHERLOCK SCOTT HOLMES"

Sherlocks head snapped round at hearing his full name to look at his companion.

"I CANT B E L I E V E YOU. HOW DARE YOU CALL YOURSELF STUPID! ONE MISTAKE WONT RUIN YOUR LIFE! YOURE LITERALLY THE MOST AMAZING PERSON IVE EVER MET! YOUVE TOUGHT ME SO MUCH. YOUVE SAVED MY LIFE. YOURE FANTASTIC, BRILLIANT, INELEGANT AND SO MUCH MORE. I LOVE YOU-" John quickly slapped his hands over his mouth as he went bright red.

"Uh- I mean uhm- I- you know- uh.."

Suddenly he felt a Sherlock embrace him in a hug. The taller man was shaking and crying, but no longer out of sadness or embarrassment. It was out of happiness.

"I love you two John Watson" he whispered.

As they pulled apart a wide, slightly creepy smile press across his face.

"John?"

"..yes Sherlock?" He said stepping back, slightly afraid.

"Hamish" he said, holding back a laugh.

"What?" John asked. Then he realised. Oh god no.

Sherlock pulled something out of his pocket. It was Johns birth certificate.

"YOU LITTLE SHI-" John said trying to grab the paper.

Sherlock took off running across the flat laughing to himself.

Heyyy! So this is one of the prompts I was given by @transteenwriter so thank you for that and I hope you guys enjoy reading this!