A tiny love [Johnlock romance & PocketLock]

An unusual meeting

John sat in his usual little chair, in his little home in the wall.
He awaited the new resident. Apparently his name was 'Sherlock Holmes'. John knew this because he was friends with the owner of the building, Miss Hudson. John was hoping that this 'Sherlock' was kind, saying that the last man to live here was rather rude.

To make a good first impression, John had put on his best suit, brushed his hair, even put product in it, and polished his shoes. After an hour of waiting he heard the door open, and the familiar sound of Miss Hudson's gleeful voice. Upon hearing this, John stuck his small head out of his small door, well I say door, more like a hole with a small cloth over it.

There stood a rather tall man. John gasped at his tall size and quickly hid his head back inside his house. "Will it do, Sherlock?" John was confused, did Miss Hudson know Sherlock? "Yes yes, this will do. Thanks." John looked outside again.
Miss Hudson smiled and nodded, then remembering John. She walked over to Johns little home and thought before speaking.
"Well, Sherlock, I need to tell you something." Sherlock quickly looked over at Miss Hudson, placing a skull on the mantle. "Yes?" He replied, blankly. Miss Hudson nodded towards John, signalling him to come out. John walked out, although, rather hesitantly. "This, Sherlock, is John. He will also be living here. He won't take up much room, though." She laughed at her own joke.
Sherlock squinted and noticed a little figure. "What is that?" He said, excitement and curiosity lacing his voice. John was slightly hurt at his choice of words.

"A person." John squeaked out. Not that his voice was high or anything, it was a normal voice. Sherlock laughed and walked up to John, kneeling. "Well hello there. I'm Sherlock, you are?" John was taken back, why was he so kind? He didn't seem to talk very kindly to Miss Hudson. Maybe he was just curious to see how John reacted. "J-John" He replied, his voice shook a bit at Sherlocks tall build.

Sherlock offered John his hand to shake, well, pinky.
John hesitantly took it, looking up at Miss Hudson. She was smiling. "Well." She said. "I guess I'll be off, I'll see you two later." She quickly left the room, carefully closing the door. She knew how it scared John when it was slammed.

Sherlock took his pinky back and stood up. "Nice to meet you, John." He said as he walked off. The tone of his voice not as kind as before, but not blank either. John nodded, although, he doubted Sherlock noticed.

He stared at the tall man. He was very beautiful, John could admit that. His sharp cheek bones and his tall, slender build. John blushed and tore his eyes away from the strange man.

At the moment, Sherlock was putting down things. John noticed body parts being put about in the kitchen. John shuddered. Why would Sherlock have body parts of others? "What are you?" John asked, hoping Sherlock had heard him. John added to his first question. "What do you work as, I mean." Sherlock stopped what he was doing and looked at John. "A consulting detective." He replied, simply. A consulting detective? John had never heard a job like that. But of course, John didn't know much of the outside world, he had spent most of his life inside.
His parents always feared the worst. Thinking he would be squashed or worse. The closest John had ever been outside was the front porch. The ideas his parents put in his mind made him fear the outside world.
He did, though, love nature. At least the nature he saw out the window. The world was just one giant jungle to him. Even his yard looked like a giant forest.

"What do you do?" Sherlock asked, snapping John out of the past and into the present. John thought before speaking. "Nothing, really." He sighed. "Not much to do for a man my size" Sherlock laughed at that. "Ah, I see." Sherlock walked over to him, again sitting on his knees. "So, tell me about yourself." [Hey! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. it's my first PocketLock, and my second Johnlock. Please inform me if I did anything wrong, I'd love to make this story the best I can.]