Johnlock Oneshots

Chapter 13~ Cold

IM SORRY THAT THIS IS SHORT!! I TRY TO MAKE THEM AS LONG AS POSSIBLE. BUT THESE ARE JUST MY IDEAS SO YEEEAAAHHHH. OK.

TYPE: FLUFF

JOHNS POV

I watched as Sherlock finished up his deductions, right as always. "...And that is it". Sherlock rolled his eyes. "Honestly none of you can solve cases by yourselfs anymore-". I groaned and tugged him away. "Thanks, and sorry everyone. Bye Greg". He nodded and went back to gather up last bits of evidence needed. I couldnt help but chuckle "Feeling like an extra prick today"? Sherlock rolled his eyes "Oh please John. It isnt MY fault they can't see things that are right infront of them". He pushed the doors open and the cool Winter air hit me like a freight-train. An immediate shiver ran through me. Sherlock was in his usual get up. Large coat, scarf, warm clothes in general really. I had (foolishly) decided to just throw on one of my thin jumpers and jeans. As we walked down the chilly streets the wind became harsher, and my persaverance to not lay down and die in this fucking Ice Age becoming thinner. The shaking was now constant along with my chattering teeth. And we were still a good ways away from the flat. Damn it. Sherlock looked at me "Are you alright John"? I nodded. "F-Fine". Sherlock furrowed his brows "Are you cold"? I reluctantly nodded. "I cant even feel my fingers". I joked angrily under my breathe. Before I knew what was happening sudden warmth seeped my very bones. I groaned in bliss. "Do you feel better"? I was shocked as Sherlocks deep voice was right on the shell of my ear. He had me wrapped up in his coat with him. The huge circus tent covering my whole body and making me delightfully warm. I tried to back away but he held me tighter. I blushed "Sh-Sherlock what are you-"? "I need to re-elevate your body temperature. If I can get it a little above normal temperature you'll be able to make it back to the flat". He spoke, one arm wrapped around me and carressing me close to him. I gulped "Oh. Alright". However he walked us home like this, never letting go. Even when he opened the door he walked us up the stairs like this. Mrs.Hudson giggled and sighed in happiness watching us move up the steps. "How adorable". I heard ger mutter. Before I could argue he walked us into the flat. He ran his hand up and down my side once more. "You should be fine now...". My voice was hoarse and shy because of the contact. "Yes. Thank you". Sherlocks smile then sent another confusing wave of warmness through me. "I cant let my blogger freeze". I watched in a daze as he strolled off to his room. There was no doubt now that I was warm from the inside out....