Johnlock Oneshots

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this is kind of like the fathers day oneshot i wrote a while back but its not fathers day and john is still in active duty and this is him coming home. hamish is six and rosie is three

john watched the ground get closer throught the window of the plane. he decided to go back into the military and he was deployed in iraq this time. he had missed two years of of rosie and hamish's life and sherlock. he skyped on the important dates and got drawings and pictures mailed to him weekly. everyone adored hamish and rosie and everytime john got pictures, they'd steal them and pass them around. he missed hamish breaking his wrist, wining the science fair, and going to pick him up from school the first five times he corrected the teacher. he also missed rosie's first ballet recital, her first day of head start, and the day she cut lily cornell's  ponytail off with scissors. sherlock had planned a surprise party for john and then after that, mycroft and greg would watch rosie and hamish while they went out. the plane landed, john grabbed his things and bolted passed everyone. he imedatly saw the colourful sign being held up by a rosie sitting on sherlock's shoulders.

"dad!" hamish shouted, running to john.

john smiled and set his bag down, crouching down to catch the hamish flying at him. "hey bud." he chuckled.

"you were gone for so long." hamish said, tightly holding onto john.

"i won't leave you guys that long again." john promised.

sherlock walked over with rosie and set her down, letting her wrap her little arms around john's neck. "i missed you daddy." rosie said.

"i missed you too, butter cup." john said.

"i missed you three." sherlock said, crouching down in front of john.

john smiled and gave sherlock a quick peck on the lips. "i missed you too love."

sherlock smiled back and stood up. "alright come on you three, we have a surprise for dad, remember?"

"come on dad!" hamish said excitedly, pulling on his sleeve.

john laughed and stood up, carrying rosie. when they got to the car, rosie wouldn't let go of john. she would scream every time john tried to remove her arms from around his neck. sherlock got tired of it once people started staring, sherlock had shouted at rosie and she let go of john and got in the car.

"what was that?" john asked once the door was closed.

"they never listened after you left, so i had to get a little mean and they both get terrified by me shouting and i hate it and i'm so glad you're back."

john chuckled. "give me the keys." he held his hand out. sherlock gave john the keys and got in the passenger side.

when they got back to the house, there was a banner saying "welcome home john!" and everyone was on the porch. he was attacked with hugs and questions and had hamish and rosie attached to him the whole time. he knew this was going to happen, but he hoped it wouldn't because he just wanted to go home and be with his husband and kids. sherlock never really got any time alone with john. he was the outcast all over again. john would give him little smiles when he was talking to someone. he was excited once everyone left because then he could start his night with john.

after endless hours of talking, people finally started leaving. rosie had fallen asleep on john about an hour before everyone started to leave and he never changed and standing around in his uniform, rocking back and forth with a child sleeping in his arms got quite uncomfortable. after everyone was gone, john carried rosie upstairs with hamish following behind him.

"go get ready for bed and i'll be there in a minute." john whispered to his son, kissing his head. he walked into rosies room and smiled. her room was repainted and parts of the walls had marker on them from her. next to her bed she had a picture of john holding her at the hospital and every night she'd kiss it before bed. when john laid her down in her bed, she woke up.

"goodnight daddy." she whispered before falling back asleep.

"goodnight butter cup." john said, kissing rosie's forehead. he left her room and went to hamish's. he was sitting in bed, reading a book already in his pajamas. "whacha reading?" john asked, sitting next to him.

"it's a book about saturn."

"oh really?"

hamish nodded. "i've read it alot already, but i like reading about the rings."

"you know, where i was, there was not lights around us so if you looked up in the night sky, you could see mars and jupiter because they were so bright."

"really?"

john nodded. "and you could see the milky way and the satellites that went around the earth."

"can we go some place with no lights?" hamish asked excitedly.

"of course we can." he smiled. "but that will be later."

"i know." hamish got up and put his book away, getting in bed once he was done. "i stole your hat." hamish said, pulling john's camouflage hat out from under his pillow.

john laughed. "you can keep it."

"really?"

he nodded. "of course. i still have my uniform and my dog tags, so i'll be fine with out it."

"good night dad. i love you."

john stood up and kissed hamish's forehead. "i love you too bud." he turned hamish's light off and his ceiling lit up with glow in the dark stars. he smiled and closed the door, going to his and sherlock's bedroom. sherlock wasn't there, so john changed and went back downstairs. sherlock was talking with mycroft and greg. he walked over to sherlock and kissed his cheek.

"ready?" sherlock asked.

"where are we going?" john questioned back.

"out."

"what about rosie and hamish?"

"that's why my brother and greg are here."

"oh. then i'm ready." 

"we will see you sometime tomorrow, try not to let them do anything they want." sherlock said.

"we won't." greg replied.

sherlock pulled john out of the house, picking up his shoes on the way out. the car ride was silent. when they got to the hotel, sherlock dragged john to the elevators and made sure no one else got in it before kissing him. john kissed back, pushing sherlock up against the wall of the lift. when sherlock was trying to unlock the door, john kept kissing his neck and he got easily distracted and john had to stop once sherlock let out a fairly loud moan. after several rounds, the two laid peacefully under the sheets. john drew light patterns on sherlock's back as they talked softly. 

hey guys so i know you probably are only here for the smut and i didnt know what to write so heres this and im going to start taking request so give me some ideas for the next oneshot please