"I don't know why, Sherlock." John moaned, falling back onto the couch.
"Just calm down, love." Sherlock said, sitting next to his boyfriend, who was at the moment turning small again.
"But I can't! What if I am?" The now seven inches tall John said, staring into Sherlocks eyes.
"You aren't."
"But-"
"Sh."
John huffed and crossed his arms.
"Fine."
"I know what will make you feel better?"
"What?"
Sherlock ran out of the room before coming back, gradually turning smaller.
"Tea and kisses."
John chuckled at Sherlocks caring attitude, grabbing his face and kissing Sherlock.
"You're an amazing boyfriend, Sherlock."
"I know."
"Oh! Hush up."
Sherlock laughed and handed John a small tea cup, planting a small kiss on Johns cheek.
"I love you, John."
"I love you too, Sherlock."A FEW HOURS LATER.
John sat up slowly, surprised to find himself in his own room.
"Hm, we must've called asleep." John said to himself, getting out of bed.
John smiled at Sherlocks sleeping face, he looked peaceful.
John sat in his favourite little chair and thought through his life, trying to find all the things he did right to deserve a man like Sherlock.
John wasn't too sure, but he was glad to have him.
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A tiny love [Johnlock romance & PocketLock]
FanfictionJohn was never noticed, of course, that was easy to understand, saying that he could fit inside your pocket. Yes, John Hamish Watson, the seven inched man. The tiniest man ever. What happens when Sherlock Holmes moves into 221B? Will he notice John...