[i have decided that the night after the wedding will be written as a special sometime soon. This chapter is not that chapter. I will write it when I have more time. Anyway, enjoy the story.]
John stirred in his sleep, feeling a warmth leave him.
"Mm... Sherlock?" He mumbled, opening one of his eyes and looked for the man.
Sherlock quickly turned, he was standing next to the bed, grabbing and putting away random things.
"Bored?" John asked, knowing Sherlock.
"No, no." Sherlock reassured, hoping John didn't feel like he wasn't enough
"Just... keeping myself busy." He reasoned, closing a drawer.
"And why would you need to do that?" John mused, sitting up.
"Well I can't keep you in bed all day, can I." He asked, well, stated, sending John a playful look.
John laughed and nodded, swinging his legs off the side of the bed and slowly standing, stumbling a bit because he was tired.
"If you're sleepy, sleep." Sherlock cooed, placing his hand on Johns chest.
"No." John chuckled, shaking his head, placing his own hand over Sherlocks.
"Sleeping too much will make me sleepy, too." He answered, winking quickly before looking for his clothes.
"Left." Sherlock said randomly.
"Huh?"
"Your clothes, in the left drawer."
"Oh... Thanks." He nodded, grabbing his clothes.
Well, today was going to be eventful, wasn't it?
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A Spoonful of Sugar
FanfictionSherlock and John have just gotten married. Sherlock; as busy as ever, trying to make Johns size stay normal, and John trying to be the best husband he could be. How could he know it would be so hard?
