Johnlock Oneshots

December 8- Misery Loves Company

"Are you going to sit like that all morning?" Sherlock was sitting in his natural mind palace position.

"Would you rather I shoot the wall?" There was bite to his tone. "I would rather you stop being such a child." John said sighing.

"I'm a child?! Have you read your blog?"

"What?"

"It's just your way to insult me without doing it to my face."

" I do NOT!" Sherlock just rolled his eyes.

John sighed. "I'm not playing this game."

"What game?"

"Everyone knows misery loves company. You're in a bad mood so you want me to be in a bad mood."

"That's ridiculous."

"You're ridiculous."

Sherlock just turned around to face the wall and curled up in a ball.

John rolled his eyes and went into the kitchen to make some tea. After a few minutes he jumped when Sherlock grabbed his arm and drug him back to the sitting room.

"Sherlock what are you doing?!"

Sherlock collapsed on the couch pulling him down with him and cuddling with his friend. "Sherlock..."

"Misery loves company John." He said and buried his face in the doctor's neck, breathing in his scent. It was already calming his nerves.

"That's not how it works... But okay."