Sherlock's POV
I was talking with Lestrand in the kitchen. We were arguing over a case. I heard the door open and turned my attention there. John walked in looking confused. The DI and I must have been shouting at each other. He looked between us then smiled at me and left the room. I blushed and slammed my hand down on the table. "That's it I'm fucking killing him," I said.
Lestrand looked at me and chuckled. "Or you could just man up and ask him out?" He said.
I couldn't do that he was straight. "K-killing is easier," I said.
He chuckled again before grabbing the case file and leaving. After he left John walked into the room. "So asking me out or killing me?" He asked.
I blushed. How much had he heard? "Cause I would much rather you ask me out." He said.
My face turned bright red. He chuckled. "You're cute," he whispered before walking over to me.
He smiled again and kissed me. When he pulled away he was still smiling. "You want to go to dinner sometime," I whispered.
John chuckled. "Of course," he said.
I smiled and pulled him in for another kiss.
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Johnlock Oneshots (Requests are closed)
FanfictionFinished. All requests that are asked now aren't going to be written. Just some Johnlock one-shots. This will include Mystrand and Mormor. I really like writing soulmate AUs so lots of those. Please request thank you!! Remember to vote and request i...
