Good Morning

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(A/N: This one is short. Sorry.)

John felt something on his cheek, swatting at his face weakly in case it was a bug.

He felt it again.

This time he rubbed his whole face with his hand, sniffing before placing his hand back under the pillow.

He felt it again.

"Shhheerr..." John groaned, his voice dripping with sleep.

"Hm?" He heard Sherlock say right next to his ear, making a small smile grow on his face.

He felt it again.

"What is that?" John asked almost unintelligibly. Sherlock giggled lightly.

"I'm kissing you awake, you idiot." Sherlock said before giving John's cheek a peck. John felt it but this time he knew what it was.

"Staph it I'm try'na sweep." John whined, pulling the blanket closer to him.

He felt it again.

He heard Sherlock giggle against his back and smiled, always loving the sound of her laugh.

"You're adorable." Sherlock insisted as always, wrapping her arms around John.

And he felt it again.

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