johnlock: forgive and forget

8 parents

john had been thinking. sherlock had met johns parents on a case one time, why hadn't john met sherlocks?

he tried to bring it up at lunch once, it ended badly as it always does when john brings up his family.

SH: trust me- you don't want to see my parents. the last time i saw them i came out to them and it really wasn't fun. they kicked me out of the house!

JW: fine. let me know when your ready.

1 week later...

'JAWNNNNNNNNN'
'MY PARENTS ARE HERE!'

'SHERLOCK WOULD YOU STOP YELLING DOWN THE STAIRS YOU'LL WAKE THE WHOLE STREET!'

sherlock ran up the stairs and burst into johns room with a grimace spread upon his face. sherlock had decided that it would be best for john to finally meet his parents as he was so insistent on getting to know them. sherlock knew that john probably wouldn't like them a they were so similar to himself.

john came out of their shared room in a clean shirt and a jumper pulled over the top. he was wearing his best jeans.
SH: now john. uh, i haven't exactly my parents that you and i are together. they know i'm gay and all that but they don't know you are. and the certainly don't know that we share a bedroom. i shall find a way to bring it up but i cannot make any promises.

JW: alright, that's fine. are they here?

sherlocks parents walked in to room .john could instantly see the resemblance between sherlock and his mother. they had the same sharp cheekbones and blue eyes. they both had a tall, lean stature which was rather intimidating. sherlocks father, however, was a rather different matter. he was on the pudgy size (to much cake) and resembled sherlocks brother- Mycroft, much more than sherlock. he looked as if he had been a war veteran to. he had a similar stature to John.

john wondered, where did sherlock get his extraordinary talents from, his mother? or his father? this became instantly obvious by what sherlocks mother said next:

"oh hello, you must be john. sherlocks boyfriend i assume? pleased to meet you." she extended her hand out to john whom was standing with his jaw open.
"s-sorry...what? john replied a little flabbergasted by how she had come to terms with this fact so quickly.
"oh you don't need to pretend, dear, it written as plain as day across our sherlocks face. you look much like my husband dear even down to the way you dress. a veteran to- our sherlock has always had an eye for soldiers."
"has he really? "john looked at sherlock with surprise at thing now information. oh how this would be fun to torture him with in the future. meanwhile, sherlock had gone as red as a beetroot and was, for some reason, rather interested now in the carpet.
"oh for as long as i can remember! one time when he was seventeen i found all of these military magazines under his-"
at this point sherlock couldn't help but shout out as john was also red as a tomato from trying to hold in his laughter.
"dad! would you get your wife under control!!"
"oh i am sorry Sherly, we're embarrassing you aren't we. well we'd best be on our way. me and your father have a date night planned for night."

with that, sherlocks parents were gone. leaving john and sherlock with equally red faces but for very different reasons.

SH: oh would you stop looking at me like that! i knew it was a bad idea to invite them round!
JW: aww sherly are you embarrassed?
SH: shut up. i'm going to go and make us a nice cup of tea and you will never mention this evening to anyone. ever.
JW: oh i'd like to see you try...

sherlock jumped onto john lap and pulled him in for a long kiss.

JW: lets forget the tea.. lets just go straight to bed.