Johnlock oneshot. Sherlock is curious about love. Why is he feeling these things?

Just a bunch of little Johnlock fluffys put into one! The occasional smutty(ish(hinting)) thing may come along here and there, but nothing much more! I like to stick to the fluff ^-^Some really make no sense at all but they're fun to write! :D The characters ARE NOT MINE! NEITHER IS THE FANART All rights go to the BBC and to Aurthur Conan Doyle and the artists! ~Una

“I’m starting to think letting you into my home wasn’t such a good idea.” “Oh it was probably the worst thing you’ve ever done.” There was a moment’s pause before he spoke again. “Do you regret it?” “Not one bit.”

(very old johnlock fic) so excuse me if there are any errors ,or if you come across something that doesn't quite make sense. However, I hope you all enjoy.

POST REICHENBACH/JOHNLOCK AU. Two years after watching the love of his life commit suicide, John Watson has faded out. Balancing between sleepless nights or facing the nightmares to see Sherlock’s face again; he knows the game is over. But he never had closure. And so, on a bleak Christmas Eve, he visits Sherlock’s grave and says what he should have said but never could. He hadn’t expected a reply; especially not this one. After two years of using the shadow of his demise as a cover to take down a terror network, Sherlock Holmes is back. With his hand hovering over the call button, he waits near his grave to catch a glimpse of John, unsure of how to come home. But one night, somebody makes it easier. The game is on. (Or should I say, “The gay is on”?) BOOK #1 of the SherlockedDoors Subcanon (shitty name, I know, but alliteration calls.) (NOTE: This does not follow the plot of series 3, it goes off in a totally different direction. Though some things have been recently updated to merge with some posts in John's blog and a couple of teasers, I started writing this AAGGGEESSS before series 3 so the reunion scene is different. Anyhow, if you like Johnlock, you'll probably like this. Enjoy!)

A badly written Johnlock fanfiction with no strong storyline that is basically been made up as we go along

(BBC Sherlock, AU) When an angry and dazed John Watson fills out a scholarship form for the prestigious and exclusive Baskerville High, situated in the middle of Dartmoor, he never expects to gain a place. Leaving his abusive father behind, he quickly finds himself being whisked into a new life alongside the mysterious, gorgeous and undoubtedly genius Sherlock Holmes- somebody who needs John just as much as he needs him. What they soon learn is that the school isn't just old brick buildings and blazers- it is a minefield of twisted characters with dark secrets, all with different schemes to establish their place on the pecking order. As the lives of the Freaks and the Felonious knit irrevocably together, they find themselves facing far more terrifying things than the mayhem around them- things like falling for eachother. Falling can be a problem when you've always got fragments of the past knocking on your door. That, and older brothers, imbeciles and a monstrous hound... (Contains: Johnlock *cough* obviously *cough*, Mystrade, MorMor, etc...) (DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BBC SHERLOCK. THIS IS SIMPLY A FANFICTION.)

On an afternoon walk to get a bubble tea Dan and Phil's lives are changed forever when Dan is hit by a car. Will he live??? How will Phil cope.....

Sherlock and John go on an undercover mission which forces them in to a situation where they can't deny their feelings any longer.