Welp, I tried

Just another johnlock

JON SNOW!!!

OMG SHERLOCK I KNOWWW IM NOT BLIND SHERLOCK GOSH

THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT BUT OK!! JOHN LETS PLAY IN THE SNOW WEEEEEEE!!!

YAYYYYY SNOWWWWW AHA!!! *picks up snow and makes snowball aiming at sherlocks back if head* HEYYYYY SHERLOCK!!! *proceeds to throw snowball as Sherlock turns around* RIGHT IN THE FACE!!!!

*grins at john through a face full of snow. Time slows down as he enters his mind palace* *then proceeds to scoop up a handful of snow and calculate the trajectory of his throw and aim and fires into your face. As john begins to duck* AH HA YOU MISSED!!* Sherlock quickly scoops another, aims and hits you squarely in the face causing you to tumble backwards into the snow* *throws hands up in triumph* HAHA GOTEEM!!! *sherlock yells* SCORE ONE FOR THE HIGH FUNCTIONING SOCIOPATH!!!

*johns face burns with anger at the protagonist dancing around joyfully* *grabs handful of snow and charges sherlocks head on* *crashes into Sherlock and they both tumble into the snow* I GOT YOU!!!! *john shouts and proceeds to wash sherlocks face with snow*

*Sherlock's arms flail as the searing cold snow is rubbed into his eyes nose mouth and curly hair he grabs a handful of snow and shoves it down Johns pants* GAAAAAHHH* john screams as the freezing cold snow runs down his bare legs and in his disadvantage Sherlock pushes him and straddles him on the ground shoving snow into his face* WHOS GOT YOU NOW JOHN HAMISH WATSON!!!

*john can't breath as Sherlock effectively pays him back. John grabs sherlocks arms and throws all his weight to one side throwing sherlock off balance. They begin to roll down the hill still interlocked in snow combat* I AM STILL IN CONTROL MR HOLMES

*as they tumble down the hill Sherlock screams * AS YOU WIIIIIIIISH!!! *and gasps as he lands on top of john pinning his arms to the ground* Who's in control now? * he grins down at john panting*

*struggles for a moment and then huffs frustrated at the fact that his short stature still outweighs his military experience* fine you win this part of the fight but I know something you don't know *smirks at sherlocks confusion and then grabs his thighs and proceeds to tickling sherlock*

*Sherlock screeches and crumples up into a ball defensely as john pushes him over and tickles him while giggling* NO NO NO NO STOP PLEASE- BAHAHAHAHAHAHA- QUIT IT- AHHHH- JOHN!!!! OK YOU WIN!! YOU WIN!! * Sherlock looks up at john hovering over him both gasping while smiling* after a while Sherlock notices how close they were together and felt a knot in his stomach twist as Johns hot breath tickled his face. It smelled of peppermint. Sherlock liked peppermint.*

*john smiled breathlessly at Sherlock. He noticed how his brown curly hair stick o his sweat forehead. Instead f resisting the urge John brushed the hair out of sherlocks face*

*the startling blue met the deep sea green eyes as the heat mingling between the two grew so much that a frustrated Sherlock threw his arm around Johns neck and brought him down to his sweet soft lips. Mmm. It did taste like peppermint with a side of cocoa.*

*john angled his face to accommodate the sweet lips of Sherlock. He straddled sherlocks hips and wrapped his arms around sherlocks neck tugging at his curly brown locks* *they separated just for a moment to catch their breath. Suddenly John felt something very cold and very wet slide into his underwear* OMG SHERLOCK THE FREAKING SNOW IS MELTING IN MY PANTS!!!! *john jumps up starts shaking and jumping around trying to unlodge the snow in his pants*

*sherlock flustered from their kiss stares at john and bust out laughing as he watches john hop up and down and twist and turn with his hands down his pants scrambling to get the snow out* THIS ISNT FUNNY SHERLO-EEEK!! ITS IN MY UNDERWEAR!!!* Sherlock jumps up and jogs to john* Here let me help you with that...* he grabs Johns pants and pulls them down to his ankle in front of God and everybody and sprints away to the Flatt* WILLIAM SHERLOCK SCOTT HOLMES YOU COCK!!!!

*struggling to pull up his pants John takes off after Sherlock flustered and blushing at all the people he just flashed* SHERLOCK GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE AND HELP ME YOU FUCKING DICK DONT FORGET THAT I CAN STILL END YOUR STUPID LIFE!!!! I WAS IN THE ARMY YOU KNOW!!!!

YOU WERE A DOCTOR!!! *he smirked ducking inside*

I HAD MY BAD DAYS!!!! *grabbing the door and running up the stairs after sherlock*

*Sherlock ran up the stairs and hid behind the door waiting on John. As he burst through the door Sherlock grabbed his arm and pushed him up against the wall of the Flatt and put one hand behind his back to push him up to him and the other on his face stroking his cheek as he teases him with his lips inches away from Johns. John broke the barrier and grabbed Sherlock coat collar and Sherlock held him tighter as they explored each others mouth.*

*john took the lead and pushed Sherlock onto the bed. Leaning over on top of him. John broke the kiss as he sat up. Straddling sherlocks hips he smirked when he felt Sherlock harden under his pants. John rocked his hips enjoying being in control.* John... *Sherlock moaned trying to pull johns lips back to his* ah ah ah *john said taking sherlocks hands and pinning them above his head* I'm in charge right now *john teased him bringing his lips just a breath above his*

*Sherlock grinned under Johns lips* You always were* and he wrapped his arms around him and lifted Johns sweater over his head. John began to fumble over Sherlock button down shirt and Sherlock wasn't helping as he was placing kisses over his neck and shoulder. Sherlock gasped as he felt Johns cold hands rest on his chest and run up and down over his neck. Sherlock sat up and they both straddled each other  making out hard sherlock loving the taste of john and biting his lower lip. Suddenly john stopped and pushed Sherlock back* Did you hear that? * he asked. Sherlock moved back up to him* No. Your just hearing things. *he whispered and began to kiss him more. John pushed him away.* No Sherlock I swear I heard...* and he peeked out being the bedroom door and his face fell.* Uhh Sherlock? We've got company...* Sherlock all flustered with messy hair looked out of the door and he frowned as he saw

--moriarty disgusted face--

*continuing the fanfic*
Uhh I'm going to pretend like I don't know what your doing and sit down in this seat right here and give you some time to put clothes back on. *sherlock grumbles as he shuffles out of the bedroom slowly buttoning up his shirt*

* Sherlock huffs as he walks to the kitchen to put tea on * Its nice to see you're still living ** I thought it would be nice to pop in a visit my old friend. But I didn't know you'd be soo..busy* he  smirked. Sherlock buttoned up his shirt all the way and brought the tea in ignoring John hopping into his jeans and falling into the bathroom. Sherlock sat in front of Moriarty with his fiddle strumming it absentmindedly. He stared at Moriarty drinking his tea.* What do you want Moriarty? * Moriarty didn't answer but watched john again stumble in the hall* You might not remember but I thought your dear little brother quoted that caring isn't an advantage? * Sherlock stopped strumming. The tip of his lip twitch ever so slightly upward into a smirk * I'll remember that when I see Morstan. * Moriarty began to glare but decided against it and chuckled. Suddenly john entered the room eyeing

Moriarty. Jim then uncrossed his legs and jumped up* Well it was nice to have a chat but I think I'll skedaddle now then *moriarty said eyeing John with a smirk* have fuuunnnnn