Chapter seven

131 8 0
                                    

I woke up next to Sherlock again, this time with only a shirt on. His arms were wrapped around me, we were tangled in a sheet. I could hear music. Violin music. The stereo was playing outside the room. Sherlock was softly snoring next to me. I cuddled back into his arms, with my head tucked under his chin and my hand In his floppy, soft curls. The leaf. The leaf from his walk earlier was still there. I plucked it out, chuckling to myself as I kissed the top of his head. "Silly Sherlock." I whispered into his ear. I he rolled over, and wrapped his arms around my waist. I snuggled back into his chest, breathing in the sweet scent of his hair and the detergent we use. His snores blow the hair on the top of my head, his body warms the blankets around me. I could stay this way forever, feeling protected with the man I love.

A birthday to remember (JOHNLOCK fanfic)Where stories live. Discover now