Johnlock Oneshots

lazy days

today was staurday, so john didn't have to go to the clinic and he got to spend all day in bed with sherlock. he loved it, except for the part that the sun shined right in his face every morning and not sherlock's, so he'd be the first to wake up and no matter what he tried, he just couldn't block out the sun. he bought black out curtains that gave him a week of sleeping in, but every time sherlock walked around the bed, he'd trip and fall on something because it was so dark. they got rid of those.

john sighed and got out of bed, going to the living room and getting the blanket off the couch. he carried the blanket back to the bedroom and hung it over the curtian rod, blocking the sun out. he got back in bed, spooning sherlock again and going back to sleep. the blanlet slid off tge rod after a few minutes, making john mad. he got up and grabbed the blanket, going up to his old room where the black out curtians were and laying down on his old bed, covering himself with the blanket and falling back asleep. sherlock got up and went to find john after ten minutes. he went upstairs and saw john sleeping in his old bed, so sherlock went back downstairs and got the duvet off their bed and took it back upstairs, laying next to john and covering them with the blanket.

"what're you doing?" john asked groggily.

"the bed is cold with out you." sherlock whispered.

john smiled softly and wrapped his arm around sherlock, pulling him close.

they both didn't wake up until around ten and they didn't leave the bed until noon. when they did, sherlock had requested waffles, so that's what john made. the waffles were served with a kiss and a heck of a lot of whipped cream.

after breakfast, they cuddled on the couch, watching the crap telly that was playing. sherlock yelled corrections to the tv every now and then and john just laughed softly, telling sherlock that yelling at the telly won't solve anything, but he kept doing it. john got tired of it and kissed sherlock to shut him up, but the kiss turned into something more.

once they moved off the couch, they just lounged around until dinner. neither of them wanted to make anything, so they just ordered a pizza. sherlock was in a mood for a bath, so he went and started a bath, making john join him with the pizza and a bottle of wine. they forgot the glasses, so they just passed the bottle back and forth as they ate the pizza in the bath. once the pizza and wine were gone, they drained the bath and ventured their way into the bedroom in a fit of laughter, both a bit tipsy. they made it to the bed, laying down on it as they snogged.

after the two rounds of sex, john pulled sherlock to him then pulled the comforter over them, spooning his boyfriend. they fell asleep quickly, forgetting that sherlock was on john's side of the bed, so the sun would shine in his face in the morning.

short, but sweet. also i've been working on the mistress book and it's called dr. watson and it should be up in the next few days maybe, i'm not sure yet.