Johnlock Oneshots

John mpreg

Sherlock woke up late that morning with an absence of his blogger in bed. Sherlock looked around his-their bedroom but found no sign of his husband. He got up and when into the living area where he heard a sizzling noise from in the kitchen.

"John is that you?" Sherlock asked before turning the corner. He was met with a short man humming along to the radio making breakfast.

"Yes, it's me...." John replied putting some scrambled eggs on a plate and in front of Sherlock.

"What's the time?" Sherlock asked yawning.

"10:30. Let me guess you just woke up." John said finishing up his own food and sitting across from Sherlock. Sherlock nodded, blinking a few times. Sherlock finished and got up to put his dish in the sink while John took his laptop to the coffee table next to the couch. He was hunched over looking at the screen. Sherlock sat next to him and poked his abnormally pudgy stomach.

"You're getting fat." Sherlock said ever so nonchalantly. John pouted at the harmless insult and took offense for no reason.

"You know not all of us don't eat for days on end and become a thin as paper!" John says angrily. Sherlock looks surprised at John for a second as if he was speaking a language Sherlock didn't know.

Sherlock soon wormed his way underneath John's arm and close to his chest.

"Forgive me?" Sherlock asked lightly rubbing John's stomach. John nodded and turned to cradle the taller man to himself. "You didn't let me finish earlier, your stomach is kind of cute." Sherlock shrugged. John turned pink and smiled.

*2 months later*

John woke up and almost sprinted to the bathroom. When he was there he was sick in the toilet. Sherlock had followed John and rubbed his back softly after the first time John emptied his stomach. After John was sure he was finished, he turned around and cried into Sherlock's chest. John always did that after throwing up. Sherlock felt sorry for the short man in his arms, this has been happening every morning for two weeks and they had no clue what was going on.

"It's okay, come now brush your teeth and we'll get you some crackers and juice. Sound good?" Sherlock suggested in a quiet tone not wanting to set off the, nowadays, unnaturally moody blonde. John nodded and pulled Sherlock over to the sink with him and they brushed their teeth together. John has been a lot more cuddly than ever and he found a way to be close to the man at every second even if they were on a case. It would always bring a smile to Sherlock's face but unless he was home he would hide it.

John's stomach had grown quite a bit in the last 2 months, but it wasn't soft it was firm. Sherlock only one idea and he still wasn't sure. The great consulting detective was stumped.

John had gotten a jar of strawberry jam from up in the cupboards and was eating it by spoonfuls at a time.

"John, we're going somewhere, yes you can bring the jam." John got up and put on his slippers and headed down the stairs. Sherlock headed down after him and called to Ms. Hudson. "We won't be gone long."

John was not happy with the place they were going. When they walked into the clinic they were greeted with Sarah's smiling face. John scowled at her as they walked up to her.

"What's up boys?" Sarah asked leaning on the desk.

"John needs to be looked at and I would prefer you do it." Sherlock said slipping his hand into John's and squeezing softly. John smiled and moved closer.

"Okay, I'll take you back now." Sarah said leading the way. John reluctantly followed still eating the jam. Sherlock smiled at his ridiculous husband.

Sarah laid John down on a cushioned exam table and felt John's stomach and received an unreadable expression on her face. She listened to his breath but stopped right under his breast bone where the small bump started.

"How interesting..." Sarah said to herself out loud.

"What?" John and Sherlock said in unison.

"I'll be right back." Sarah said hurrying out of the room. John looked to Sherlock for reassurance, and Sherlock gave John a special smile that he only uses for John.

Sarah comes back in with a monitor and a tube of gel.

"Do you mind if I put this gel on your stomach John?" Sarah asked holding out the gel for John to look.

"Can Sherlock do it?" John asked pleading eyes towards Sherlock. Sarah nodded and told Sherlock what to do. John lifted up his jumper to reveal the tiny, barely noticeable, bump. John squeaked when Sherlock put the cool gel on his skin. Surprised, Sherlock pulled away immediately and John laughed.

Sherlock finished rubbing the gel on and Sarah turned on the machine. She waved the wand around John's stomach until she stopped.

"John, has anyone ever told you that you have an ability to carry?" Sarah asked studying the screen.

"English?" John asked puzzled.

"You have a baby inside you John." Sarah explained and John's jaw fell open and so did Sherlock's. "There's not many with this but there are few. So it's very rare." Sarah went on.

They got ready to go home after that and when home Sherlock laid on the couch and John laid on his chest. Sherlock would have to get used to being affectionate and gentle with John plus the baby.

*FIVE MONTHS LATER!*

John was really really pregnant. He had really weird cravings and slept almost all day. Sherlock, of course, still solved cases but without the aid of John which got lonely sometimes. John became a lot more needy. They probably had sex or did sexual activities every other night. They found out that the baby was a boy and they decided on Hamish Watson-Holmes. John had to wear big enough sweaters to go over his 8 month bump.

It was the beginning of October and Sherlock was beginning to get the ghost cases. John stayed home doing small things around the house that didn't involve to much movement.

Sherlock was just about to go out to watch the "haunted house" when John stepped in front of Sherlock and smiled widely. Sherlock cocked his head to the side, he was always puzzled when it came to John nowadays. Sherlock bent down and kissed him but John just giggled. John took Sherlock's hand and placed it where the baby was squirming. Sherlock's eyes lit up with wonder. Sherlock knelt down and looked up. "May I?" He asked soft and gentle. John nodded smiling.

"Hi baby Hamish. It's dad talking. You're being extra squirmy today. Did you know that I love you and I am really excited for your arrival." Sherlock said to John's bump. John smiled wide and pet Sherlock's hair. Sherlock stood moments later and hugged John.

"I love you my dearest Sherlock ." John said lovingly. Sherlock tapped his nose and strode out on the case.

*BABEH TIME!!!*

John had major cramps all day long and he just now decided to tell Sherlock. Sherlock was rushing to the clinic to get Sarah to perform the c-section since John didn't have the birthing parts. John was put on pain killers and numbing pills during it.

Once the procedure was complete John was the first to hold the baby and feed him formula. Sherlock was trying to be manly but he started crying with tears of joy. He had never felt as much love as he was feeling right then. Sherlock held Hamish about an hour after he was born. Sherlock and John were sent home with Hamish. They slept with Hamish in a baby blue crib right next to the bed. No crying yet but it was soon to come.

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Parentlock one if my faves. More shall be coming your way I just love baby Hamish!

-Chy