Johnlock One-Shots

Sick Days

((This is actually an RP me and my friend did a few months ago ^.^))

Sherlock came home from the Yard. He looked around suspiciously. "Mrs. Hudson dusted. I told her not to dust." John was sitting in his chair.

"So where have you been Sherlock?" He asked while writing his blog.

"The yard, where do you think? Mrs. Hudson dusted! Dust, John, is important!" Sherlock took off his coat and scarf and hung them on the coat rack by the door. "John, the dust is floating around, it's not settled."

"Oh Sherlock, don't be silly." John laughed a bit. "It's just a little bit of dust."

"John it's not just a little bit of du-" Sherlock stopped. His nose tingled. He inhaled deeply, then sneezed. He sneezed again. He looked at John and gave him a look that said shut it.
John laughed.

"Why did you give me that look when you sneezed?"

"Don-" Sherlock sneezed again. "Do not-" he sneezed for a fourth time. "Say a word about me sneezing-" he sneezed. "Again!"

"What's wrong about sneezing?" John asked while looking at Shelock. "Are you allergic to dust?" He has a smile on his face.

"Oh don't you try to act like you're not amused."

"Oh, indeed I am." John had a grin on his face.

Sherlock sneezed. "Don't bring this up. Ever. Again."

"But it's just sneezing." John said. "It is human."

"Oh John. You know I'm not human." Sherlock walked into the kitchen as he sneezed again.

"I just think your allergic to dust, Sherlock."

"I'm not allergic to dust, John."

"But your sneezing is kinda cute." John stopped laughing. "Did I really say that out loud?"

Sherlock's head snapped towards John. "Did you just say my sneezing is /cute/?" Sherlock squinted his eyes.

John looked at Sherlock. "Apperently I did..."

Sherlock's expression faltered slightly, then it went back to deadpan. "Thank you?"

"Eum... yeah..." John said, not knowing what to say next.

Sherlock walked to John and stood in front of him as he sat. He squinted at John and sneezed again. John snorted and looked at Sherlock.

"You are very much amused. It's annoying." He sneezed.

"Let me take a look at you. I'm a doctor and I can see if you are allergic or not." John said while standing up.

"I'm not allergic to dust." Sherlock took a step back and crossed his arms.

"Okay. If you don't want the sneezing to stop..." John sat back down in his chair with a grin on his face. He took his blog and started typing.

"No!.. Okay. Okay, fine. I want the-" he sneezed. "Sneezing to stop. John laughed a bit and stood up. He went to Sherlock and layed one hand on Sherlock's face to look better in his eyes.

"Look at me Sherlock."

Sherlock turned his head to John with a pouting look. His face heated up when John's hand was on his cheek. He swallowed hard. "Okay."

"Hmm, your eyes are watery and slightly red. So I think you are allergic, Sherlock." John felt Sherlock's forehead. "You feel hot Sherlock. Are you getting sick?"

"Don't be ridiculous. I'm not sick. I don't get sick." Sherlock sneezed again and stepped back as he did.

"Oh really Sherlock." John smiled slightly.