He is feeling passionate. Problem?

Johnlock One-shots

I had actually originally written this in a Shakespearean (15 syllable, iambic pentameter) sonnet style and turned it in for english class. The teacher worried I was clinically depressed and alerted the councillor. Hehe. So I thought I would share it with my fellow fanboys and fangirls. My role play friend wrote the second one.

Fluffy teenlock set in a world where you only see in colour when you find your soulmate. The idea for this was from tumblr. Don't worry it's not the hat fic.

More Johnlock fluff

“Sherlock. Oh, God, what happened.” Ashamed blue eyes dropped back down to his hands, which were curled into tight fists. “You’re a woman.”

A book of Johnlock One-Shots. None of these stories follow on from each other, that's why they're called one-shots. Enjoy!

I was working on another piece, and decided to take a break and write this. Its super fluffy! Enjoy! (Disclaimer: You may not enjoy the content of this story. If you intend on leaving a comment please keep it kind. [If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all.] Please comment constructive criticism instead of a comment that has already been posted 50+ times. Thank You!)

The heater in 221B Baker Street goes out and Sherlock and John need to be warm somehow