Sherlock is a struggling man found refuge in being a priest, slowly discovering that his life ahead held nothing but stagnation and repetition. However with the appearance of John Watson, he discovers that maybe he isn't the loneliest man on Earth. As their relationship grows into something dwindling onto sin, Sherlock finds that he must chose between the promises he's made to God and the ever tempting heart of the lonely John Watson. *Warning- themes like child illness, suicidal thoughts, and strong atheism* Johnlock Fluff

John lived everyday of his life in blacks, whites, and grays. Everyday for 17 years. One fateful day, he meets Sherlock Holmes and, the next morning, John's world explodes with color. He finds color, beauty, love, and pain. After all, romance isn't all roses and chocolate. Love is an Adventure.

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.