For Only You (Teenlock!/Johnlock)

Chapter 6: The Strange Boy

Sherlock's P.O.V

"Johhhnnnn?"

I was met with silence. It was becoming impossible to take the boredom, I felt like shooting the hideous wall. Why was life so dull?!

Sighing heavily, I walked over to John and plucked his book from his hands, proceeding to throw my leg over his waist. Leaning in, I allowed us to get close enough for me to feel his anticipating breath on my lips.

"John... Will you... please... come to the lake... with me?" I begged with small slow kisses on his soft lips in between words.

"I promise it will be warm, and we don't have anymore lessons for another two hours and fourty five minutes. I know a secluded little place where idiots don't go, and I'm positive you'll like it."

"You took my book."

"John, I'll make it up to you. Anything. Name it, go on."

John raised his eyebrows and looked at me in thought, smirking when he had clearly come up with some form of punishment.

"Okay, we'll go to the lake."

I didn't argue, I just started to pack a messenger bag full of things I may need whilest spending time out by the lake.

Today would be very interesting.

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John knelt down and placed his rucksack on the floor, removing a picnic blanket and a lot of food. More than enough for one person.

Oh. He expected me to eat.

Not saying a word, lay down on the blanket whilst John sorted out the food... I suppose I could eat a little, after all, he had brought all of my favourite foods.

I looked at John, observing him closely. The wind caressed his sandy blonde hair, his blue eyes shining in the sunlight. A few yellow bruises were still visible on his face, but he was still utterly ravishing. He looked so calm, so happy to be out here. I smiled at his serenity and he smiled back.

We shared the food out evenly, though John ended up eating more than I. It was delicious, unlike the meals that the school provided. Once finished, we stacked all of plates and bowels, packed away the remaining food and lay down. My head resting on his chest, I could feel his hands toying with my hair.

"Sher?" I could feel John's voice rumble in his chest, the feeling somewhat comforting.

"Hmm?"

"You know how you took my book earlier?" Oh no. I could hear the smirk in his voice, I really didn't like where this was going. I hummed in response, slightly nervous as to what John had planned.

"Well, its time for a little payback."

John jumped up, laughing like a madman, I wondered why... until a water bomb exploded on my head. I frowned as my wet hair stuck to my forehead, and shook it off.

Pretending to sulk, I dragged my feet through the grass, shoulders slumped. Then I made my move, snatching the bag from John. I removed a water bomb and propelled it straight at his head, watching as the rubber burst and water coated his hair. Running his hands through the damn blonde hair, he grinned like a six year old with a new toy.

"Game on," I laughed and sprinted towards the lake. Shedding my shirt, I dove in, splashing John rather impressively in the process. Removing his soaked shirt, John jumped in after me, pinching his nose between his finger and thumb.

As he resurfaced, I couldn't help but laugh. John looked confused at my deep chuckle, so I told him what I found so funny.

"You look like a Hedgehog!" I burst out laughing again, treading the water until I reached him. I ran my hand through his hair, making it stick up even more. He smiled happily as I moved my palm to his cheek.