Johnlock Oneshots

December 5- Feather

John grinned at the concentrated man below him. John was currently perched over the side of the couch hovering over Sherlock who was deep deep in thought, in his mind palace. John knew the detective wouldn't know he was there, so he took the feather he'd pulled from a pillow and ran it under his nose. Sherlock's nose twitched and John snickered.

He did it again and Sherlock sneezed. Not a very manly sneeze. A cute sneeze. John felt his heart warm.

Sherlock slowly opened his eyes and glared. "What the hell do you think you're doing." He growled. John tried not to laugh and hid the feather.

Sherlock sat up and glared, his hair messy from laying down. John snorted and then clapped a hand over his mouth.

"What." He bit. Nothing, your cute when your hair's messy." Sherlock's face turned red and John crawled over him on the couch, pushing him back down, and began to kiss him gently. Sherlock tried to scowl at first but very quickly gave up and began kissing back.

John smiled and pulled away. He moved so they were cuddled together on the couch.

"Just because we're together now doesn't mean you can bug and tease me when I'm in my mind palace."

"Sure it does."

"John."

"Sherlock."

"You're annoying."

"You're more annoying."

"Not today."

"Fair enough." John pressed their foreheads together and Sherlock smiled at the side of his mouth. "I love you..."

Sherlock blushed again "I'm very fond of you as well."

"You love me." John insisted.

"I love you..."