John's never seen a kid like him. He has this beautiful, crazy grace - withheld behind a smug smile and wisecracks that make John frustrated in so many different kinds of ways. And his eyes; crystal clear, decisive, cleaning through the unimportant things to find the valuables in life. He may or may not have a thing for smoking and James Bond, his favorite ice cream is mint with a chocolate swirl, and he is absolutely addicted to Pop Rocks and toffee. He enjoys pretty boys and warehouses, where he can hoard and think and be alone. Also, bumper cars, and John Watson. But Sherlock Holmes's thing, his niche, his calling in life... is to steal. Books. Wallets. Phones. Cars. Everything you've ever wanted, he's had. Everything you've ever wished for, he's stolen. Everything you are, everything you told yourself that you weren't, he owns, and he plays you like an out-of-tune violin. Does that mean that John's going to let him steal his heart? Not a shot in hell.

Description inside. (ok this fic has so much angst you'll probably drown in it but if you're down for a roller coaster ride then you came to the right place)

One day while John naps, Sherlock gently kisses him on his lips, unaware that John is actually awake and that this single gesture will cause everything John has known to be questioned. Note: Hi, this is the Author many years later! I just want to say that I haven't read this in YEARS (I was probably in junior high or high school when I wrote this) and I noticed all the comments in the story and I want to apologize for any harm I've caused. I didn't realize at the time that this was non-consensual and I'm sorry for that. I didn't have a good grasp on that type of thing yet but now that I do, I cringe looking back on this! I don't want to take the story down, but I do want to offer a Content Warning. The kiss is non-con. John is sleeping when Sherlock kisses him. Just know that I meant no harm when I wrote this since I didn't understand the implications, and because so, feel free to imagine whatever you like to make up for it. Maybe it's a kiss on the forehead! Thanks for the patience and remember- CONSENT IS ALWAYS MANDATORY. Don't ever touch someone or make a move without their express permission! Be safe and happy reading ♡♡

More Johnlock fluff

Sherlock and John start school at Lauriston Gardens boarding school together, and before long a female student is found dead. Sherlock takes it upon himself to solve her murder, with John by his side. Johnlock fluff. Minor character (OC) death, so avoid if that's upsetting for you. Read on and all will become clear. All rights to the BBC and Arthur Conan Doyle (God bless your inspired minds).

TRIGGER WARNINGS Self harm and suicide Problems have a funny habit of escalating. What begins solely as a lack of communication quickly unravels into the deep, dark tragedy of a broken heart. When John Watson's only love is stolen from him, he has to survive, and thrive without Sherlock Holmes by his side.

John Watson's first day of Uni starts off rather strangely when he is suddenly forced to switch rooms and meets the strange and mysterious Sherlock Holmes. No matter how hard John tries he just cannot get a good read on his new roommate, even though Sherlock was able to figure everything about John's life out in a matter of seconds. The more time they spend together the more John wonders, will they every really be friends, could they possibly be more than that one day? Or will a secret of Sherlocks destroy any chance of a future for them? Completed The characters in the book are property of BBC. I do not own any of these characters. No copyright infringement is intended.

John Watson thirty-two years old wasted his entire life with failing dates with women. Until someone simply told him that he was gay. Published DEC 2016 A Johnlock fanfiction ~ Johnlock ~ Johnlock AU ~ Started writing 6 december 2016 and finished the story 17 April 2017

A smutty Johnlock. WARNING: MAY CAUSE FANGIRL FEELS

'The Personal Blog of Dr John H. Watson.' Dear readers, I've given up.