Johnlock Oneshots

baths

it was always after a long day at the yard. they always did it after tough cases or to calm another down. they both loved the warmth and how much relaxation it gave them. sometimes they had bubbles and candles and sometimes it was just  a bath to soak in warm water. sometimes it was a romantic gesture and they had a big mess to clean up after that. sherlock and john loved them though.

another unsolved case, so sherlock was sulking. john started a bath and filled it with the bubbles that sherlock loved and lit a few candles, turning the lights off. he went back out to the living room and sherlock was still sitting in his chair with his knees up to his chin. "c'mon." he said, looking down at sherlock.

sherlock looked up at john then put his face back into his arms.

john sighed, "god you're such a child." he unfolded sherlock and threw him over his shoulder, carrying him to the bathroom. he set him on the floor and sherlock stood, starting to undress. john did the same then got into the tub when he finished. sherlock sat in between john's legs, resting his back against john's chest. he played with the bubbles as john watched, playing with his hair. sherlock would give john a bubble beard sometimes and john would sneeze it off and sherlock thought it was the funniest thing ever.

after the bath, they cuddled up in front of the fireplace. they talked softly and sherlock would laugh at john's awful jokes and john thought it was the most beautiful thing when sherlock smiled. sherlock built a little fort around john and once he finished, he climbed inside and laid with john. the fire burned out so they cuddled together, keeping eachother warm with body heat and blankets. john whispered soft words to sherlock as he fell alseep, gently stroking his hair.

short, but sweet.