Johnlock prompts

Unexpected

(Probably gonna be short and sweet just felt like writing sum fluffy stuff today)

It was common place at this point. John and Sherlock were in an ally next to a bar waiting for their suspect to go in. It had been an eventful case for the two, serial killers were always Sherlock's favorites after all. "John look there he goes" Sherlock said pointing to a large man wearing a suit ambling into the bar. "Ok let's just wait a couple minutes so we don't seem suspicious" John whispered back. After a couple minutes of waiting, they slipped out of the ally and walked into the bar. Being very popular, a lot of people wanted to talk to them but they were pushed out of the way. They had a mission. Sherlock leaned on the bar watching the suspect carefully. After a bit, he watched the man take a young drunk girl into the back. "We've got to follow him" Sherlock said grabbing Johns wrist walking towards the man. Once in the back, John grabbed the girl and pulled back. The man tried to swing at him but Sherlock blocked it head butting him and knocking him out. "John.. call Lestrade" Sherlock said rubbing his temples. Head butting, while efficient, would always give him a headache. John pulled out his phone and called him gently shoving the girl to go back into the bar. Lestrade arrived and arrested the suspect, still unconscious. Sherlock hailed a cab and they got in, adrenaline still pumping. When they got back into the flat, Sherlock plopped himself onto the couch. John walked into the kitchen and made tea but in the process of waiting for the water to boil, Sherlock ambled into the kitchen. Sherlock stood next to the dining table simply watching John go through the process. John felt the crisp sharp stab of eyes staring at him so he turned around. Sherlock flinched at the reaction, he was not expecting John to notice him watching. Their eyes met, Johns soft matured eyes watched Sherlock's icy blue ones and John found himself walking forward. Sherlock responded by stepping back and eventually being pressed into the wall. John stopped mere inches away from the detectives face and felt a twinge of electricity through his heart. Without further hesitation, John forces himself forward soft skin meeting soft skin. The kiss was gentle but passionate. Sherlock felt his heart stutter, he practically forgot to breath and suddenly he felt as if his world crumble around him. He stood in the same position he was before the kiss but as soon as he felt John swipe his tongue on his lower lip he felt his knees waver and struggle to keep his weight up. The great Sherlock Holmes was shaking. John, realizing this pulled back. "Sherlock?" John said simply eyes half lidded from the sensation. Sherlock blinked and licked his lips, with one sudden movement he grabbed the back of Johns neck pulling him forward back into the kiss. Sparks flew.Both men were in such unison with each other they didn't even know if they were two people anymore. Lips parted,saliva was exchanged and every drag of skin to skin was pure ecstasy. Eventually they parted looking back into one another's eyes. And they smiled at each other, the message was clear and they couldn't be happier.

AUTHORS NOTE
E this came out ok. I love all of you guys so much just the endless amount of love and care GIVES ME LIFE. This story I felt was a big step forward very descriptive yeet.