Sherlock sickfics!

Rainy Days

     John was sitting in his chair drinking tea and listening to the rain outside quietly. Sherlock was out on a small case and John was enjoying his short time being alone in the quiet flat. 

     After a few short hours of reading and relaxing, John began to hear the sound of someone coming up the steps. Soon enough, the door opened to reveal a soaking wet Sherlock. The detective stood next to the door for a few seconds before plopping himself on the sofa with his normal grace. John closed his book and laid it on the table next to him before getting a good look of his best friend.

    Sherlock was drench in rain from head to toe. If John hadn't of known were Sherlock went to he would have assumed he went swimming with his clothes on for about an hour. But the thing that had to of baffled the army doctor the most, had to be seeing the detective with his eyes closed looking about half asleep.

"Sherlock?"

No response.

"Sherlock? You okay mate?"

Still nothing.

"Bloody hell you're making this way more difficult than it has to be!"

A huff came from the detective before he opened his eyes and stared at John. "What do you want?" His voice came out scratchy and horse.

"Are you okay?" John replied staring at his best friend with intensity. Sherlock's eyes fluttered closed for a moment before they opened again.

"M'fine" 

John sighed before getting up and walking into the kitchen. "Do you want anything to eat?"

Sherlock grimaced. "My digestive system says I'd rather not."

"Soup it is!"

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"Sherlock I swear to god if you do not put this thermometer in your mouth I will call Mycroft this bloody instant!" John exclaimed after his-what felt like the hundredth- attempt to get Sherlock's temperature. The detective gave him a death glare before opening his mouth wide enough to let the army doctor put the thermometer in his mouth.

After a few long minutes the thermometer beep. John took the thermometer out of his friend's mouth and checked what it said.

"37.5, not that bad, but I still suggest that-"

Sherlock gave him a smirk.

"- I still ENFORCE that you stay in bed resting until I declare that you're better," John said putting the thermometer on the table before walking closer to his friend. 

"I now want you to go change into something warmer and then heading straight to your bed," John said sternly. Sherlock sighed in annoyance before slowly getting up and walking towards his bedroom. John smirking as he heard his friend muttering curses at him under his breath all the way there.

John grabbed his book he sat down earlier and situated himself comfortably into his chair.

"And when I go in your room to see if you followed my instructions and you haven't, I will make you wait longer for a case!" John yelled.

John then opened his book before immersing himself into it deeply.

The last thing he heard was Sherlock saying "This is all rubbish" angrily. 

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Hey, sorry it's been a while......

Also sorry if this is bad me and my friend stayed up all night singing "Harry Potter In 99 Seconds".....so yeah this was written on a lot of coffee.

I'll try to update more but I procrastinate wayyy too much.

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