"Shipping?" "Shipping." - A Johnlock Fanfiction

I ship it.

John thought about 'johnlock'.
he didn't really know how to feel about it. He thought about Sherlock, he thought about his viewers-

Then suddenly, John woke up to the sound of his phone buzzing softly in his pocket.
He stood up and slipped it out.

'1 new message received'

I ship it.

-SH

John chuckled.
He looked out the window, down at the pavement.
He saw Sherlock and smiled.

John waved down at the tall, handsome figure.

Sherlock waved back and smiled a smile that would make anyone's heart melt.

That smile wasn't just for anyone, though.

It was for John Watson.

Only John Watson.