Fluff & Stuff

Pool

Sherlock and John had agreed on going to a hotel in Puerto Rico, a very small tropical island in the Caribbean. They stayed at the resort called 'El Conquistador'. Today, John decided that they should go to the pool(or in this case, various pools) and enjoy some time together. Sherlock was hesitant but did not want to upset John, so she agreed.

Sherlock nervously looked around, hand in hand with John. John was wearing a red t-shirt with some swimming trunks and a pair of flip flops. Sherlock was wearing short cream colored pants with a black tank top and sandals. Sherlock wasn't used to this. Exposing so much skin to the public. She would dress like that around the flat, of course, but this was a first.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" John asked, noticing his girlfriend's uneasiness. Sherlock glanced at John quickly and then avoided eye contact.

"Nothing. Everything's perfect." Sherlock flashed John a fake smile. John knew it was fake.

"If you want to go back to the room, we can go back." John suggested, pulling Sherlock to a stop. Sherlock immediately shook her head and turned towards John.

"No no no. Everything's fine. I swear." Sherlock said quickly. She grabbed John's face with one hand and gave him a kiss. "We're okay." John couldn't help but smile.

"Alright alright." John said, leaning in for another kiss before they broke apart. They held hands again and continued on their way. When they arrived at the pool, John volunteered to pick their spot and Sherlock said she'd grab the towels.

Sherlock walked up to the desk, a bright fake smile in place. The person that was in charge had his back facing her so she called out to him. "Excuse me, sir?"

The man turned around and it was her brother.

"What the hell are you doing here, Mycroft?" Sherlock asked, already irritated by her brother's presence.

"Calm down, Sherlooser. I'm only here for the job." Mycroft said, making Sherlock raise her eyebrow. "It's a part time job." He sighed. He pulled out two neatly folded towels and handed them to Sherlock.

"Thank you, brother." Sherlock nodded to him.

"Have a nice vacation, sis. You deserve it enough." he gave her a thumbs up before turning to the other customer. Sherlock turned around, looking for her boyfriend through the sea of faces.

Sherlock noticed him immediately and walked towards him with long strides. He noticed her instantly and smiled.

"What took you so long?"

"My brother works here now as a part time job." Sherlock explained, placing the towels in the small table between their two chairs under an umbrella. John hummed in understanding, taking off his flip-flops. Sherlock looked at him strangely.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going into the pool." John said as if he was talking to a child.

"Now?" Sherlock asked incredulously.

"Yes...?" John said as he began taking off his shirt. Sherlock's eyes shamelessly admired the man she called her boyfriend and smiled proudly.

"C'mon. Let's take a swim." John said, tapping his foot impatiently as he looked at the kids and the couples already in the water.

"I'll be right with you. Go on." Sherlock said and John slipped and fell into the water. Sherlock bursted out laughing and John surfaced, a smile growing when he heard the wonderful sound that was Sherlock's laughter.

"Screw it." Sherlock muttered before she took off her tank top and shorts to reveal a black bikini. John whistled and smiled proudly, only focusing on her.

She walked to the steps of the pool and jumped back out when she felt the water hit her feet. "Cold!" Sherlock looked up and searched for John in the water, but didn't find him.

"That's why I jumped in!" She heard John said before she was picked up bridal style and carried into the water. Sherlock squealed and weakly hit John's shoulder and chest in attempt to escape. John held her above the water and then smirked. "Hold your breath!" He said before he let go, causing Sherlock to get soaked. She squeaked loudly, her short curly hair sticking to her face when she surfaced.

She looked around. "John!" But she didn't see him. "John?" She called out.

She felt something pull her toe and she gasped. She began flapping her arms wildly, attempting to swim away. She felt it again. She swam to the pavement next to the pool and tried to hoist herself up on it to get out but two hands grabbed her waist and pulled her down.

Sherlock was span around by those two hands and saw John smiling widely. He placed his hands on her hips and slowly leaned closer to her. She gulped and her eyes widened greatly. Just as his lips were about to meet with hers, he raised his hands to her sides and tickled her until she was breathless.