And now for something sweet.
Sherlock blinked lazily as the early morning light filtered through the window. Too early to get up, too late to go back to sleep, Sherlock shuffled forward to where John was sleeping on the other side of the bed. Gently, so as not to wake the other man, Sherlock wrapped an arm around him and snuggled closer until little room remained between them. Satisfied, Sherlock lifted his head enough to place a quick kiss on the doctor’s brow before settling back down on his pillow, letting John’s rhythmic breathing lull him back into a state of half slumber.