the johnlock fandom loves John and Sherlock and we would give our firstborn to see them happy together, but at the same time we cannot wait to see John with a bullet in his body and Sherlock losing his mind because the love of his life is dying in front of him.
Ok but we don’t want to see him all dead, just mostly dead. There’s a big difference between mostly dead and all dead. Y’see, mostly dead is slightly alive.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Sleepy Sex, Sleepy Sherlock, Topping from the Bottom, Top Sherlock, Bottom John Watson, Bottom John, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Sleepy Cuddles, Fluff and Smut, Fluff, Developing Relationship, Dirty Talk Summary:
John gets home at midnight and Sherlock asks him to bed
Morning reblog because I wrote and posted this at, well, midnight last night.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Sleepy Sex, Sleepy Sherlock, Topping from the Bottom, Top Sherlock, Bottom John Watson, Bottom John, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Sleepy Cuddles, Fluff and Smut, Fluff, Developing Relationship, Dirty Talk Summary:
John gets home at midnight and Sherlock asks him to bed
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Sherlock: John, I feel funny.
John: What’s wrong?
Sherlock: I can’t seem to concentrate and my stomach feels abnormal.
John: *concerned, feels of Sherlock’s forehead and checks his pulse and other various and sundry doctor things Sherlock sits through because he’s actually kinda worried???* When did you last eat?
Sherlock: This morning.
John: Can you describe the feeling in your tummy?
Sherlock: *gives John a look at the use of the word ‘tummy’* It feels like my stomach is somersaulting.
John: You’re flushed, but no fever. You have butterflies. Sighing a lot, maybe? Mmm, yes. Looks like you’ve got it bad.
Sherlock: Oh, God, do I? Am I dying? It feels like I’m dying.
John: *laughs* You’ve caught a bug alright. A love bug.
Sherlock: ಠ╭╮ಠ
