Johnlock Oneshots

Chapter 2~ Emotions

SECOND ONE! SORRY IF THIS IS BAD....😢 ITS ALSO A LITTLE SHORT SO YEAH.

TYPE: FLUFF

SHERLOCKS POV:

John and I sat in the living room in a quite atmosphere. We hadnt had any cases today, but suprisingly I was not bothered by the fact. I like spending time with John, even if we dont verbally communicate. I studied John as he typed away at his silly blog, eyes focused and back hunched. For some reason there was a squeeze in my chest, yet it wasnt entirely uncomfterable. The squeeze grew the longer I looked at John. It grew so much I couldnt take it anymore, I had to do something. The squeeze in my chest wanted John, it needed him. It needed his adorable hair and his silly, gorgeous eyes. 'Wait. What'? I massaged my temples and tried to deny the thoughts. Emotions are useless, a mere chemical. Besides, John wasnt 'wired that way'. I stopped. Or was he? The strange looks he would give, the way his eyes dialate slightly everytime I walk in the room or stand too close. For once in my life, I wasnt sure of my thoughts or feelings. I had to know. "John"? He stopped mommentarily and smiled at me "Yes Sherlock"? The squeeze in my chest became tighter and I flinched. "Are you alright"? John stood and sat next to me on the couch. I gulped and nodded, trying to regain my composure. "John what do you..think of me"? John gave me a squinted look "What do you mean"? I sighed "John what are your thoughts on me. I believe the statement was quite clear". John nodded "Uhm. Well your very arrogant. But also intellegent so I guess you have a right to be" I scooted a little closer, interested in what he had to say. "You are very loyal and determined. You have the capability to set out and acheive anything you desire. Although you can be hard-headed and blunt. I truley dont have that many bad thoughts about you, Sherlock". I just stared at him. Wow. For all that I put him through, he thinks such things of me. I licked my lips and shoved him backwards unto the couch. "Sherlock"!? John screeched on the way down. I quickly placed his hands above his head and got extremely close. "What do you think of this John"? Before he could answer I crashed my lips into his. I felt him completely tense under me, he pulse quickened tremendously. I pulled away and searched his expression for a sign of, well, anything. He looked up at me, pupils dialeted immensely and breathless. The silence engulfed the room and I stood up. "I-Im sorry, John. I shouldve known". My back turned away I felt a wave of...something. Something crippling and breaking me. Is this what normal people deal with when rejected? These...whirlwinds of emotions? Two hands turned me around and gripped my chin. I hadnt noticed I had been crying until John wiped my tears. "Sherlock I love you to". I finally met his gaze, shocked. "Pardon"? John rolled his eyes and hugged me. "I. Love. You. As. Well". I exhaled and hugged him back tightly. I kissed the top of his head and smiled down at him. He smirked back up at me "You know, I believe this is the most human ive seen you". I rolled my eyes. "Oh come off it John". I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him into another kiss, this one slow and sweet. John hummed against my lips, obviously content. A new sensation flooded my chest, a feeling of blinding happiness. His soft lips moved with my own in perfect harmony, molding together. After a while we both pulled back in need of oxygen. I layed a hand on Johns head where he rested at my chest. I moved us to the couch where I pulled John into my lap and hugged him from behind. As we cuddled my phone suddenly rang. I groaned and looked at the ID. LESTRADE. I hung up and snuggled back into John. "Sherlock was that a case"? John sat up and glanced at my phone. I shrugged and pulled him back down. "It hardly matters John. Im busy". He faced me "With what exactly"? I groaned "Isnt it obvious? You John do keep up". He blushed and looked down. "Oh". I laughed and pulled him closer. Maybe emotions arent rendered useless afterall....