Sherlock Oneshots

Nightmare

A/N: Hellloooooo now read please

Sherlocks POV

John was curled up his head on my chest again
My coat I had been wearing round him, the chair barely fitting them. Another nightmare another long night for us. "Dear what was it?" "It was Alfie... he was there I had a gun I could of saved him, but..... but I froze and he... he fell on me bullets threw the throat." Tears streamed down his face as he spoke into my chest. "Sh sh sh, im here it's all over." "H-he was only 18 and I... I killed him." "No no you didn't."

John cried into Sherlock for two whole hours and Sherlock held him tight against his chest. "Any better." "A little." Sherlock ran his fingers threw Johns hair. "Do you know why there coming back?" I got a small shrug followed by a kiss on the cheek. "Awww you want to go to back to be-." "No, let me stay here please." I put my arms under his legs carrying so we could lay on the couch letting him curl up on top my chest so he didn't have to go to bed. "Sherl, I want cuddles I was happier on the-" Sherlock hugged John tight to him trying to do what he wanted to do for John and not get distracted by other things in the room. "Better." "Yes... thank you again I know your busy." "You come first John you know that."