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It was two years to the day that John Watson got his heart back. Two years of grief and sorrow, of moving through life as if he were sleepwalking. That feeling seemed to be the only time he slept, really, as memories of Sherlock invaded the cool, dark spaces of night and kept him awake. But it just took one word, one word and a glance into those eyes, to realize that was all finished now.
“You have my sincerest, most heartfelt apology John,” Sherlock said, one hand reaching out towards John as the doctor sat in his chair staring at the apparition in front of him. “I can explain everything but, please, I hope you accept my apology.”
“Of course I do, you bloody madman!” John exclaimed, jumping up from his chair and pulling Sherlock into a rough hug. He felt tears gathering in his eyes and glanced up at Sherlock’s face to see tears mirrored there too. Pressing his lips to Sherlock’s in a light kiss, John let everything he felt and forgiveness speak through the contact. “Welcome home, Sherlock. I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed this,” Sherlock said, tilting his head down to whisper into John’s ear. His breath feathered over John’s skin, reminiscent of times spent twined together in their bedroom. “I’ve missed our life and our banter.”
“You have my sincerest, most heartfelt apology John,” Sherlock said, one hand reaching out towards John as the doctor sat in his chair staring at the apparition in front of him. “I can explain everything but, please, I hope you accept my apology.”
“Of course I do, you bloody madman!” John exclaimed, jumping up from his chair and pulling Sherlock into a rough hug. He felt tears gathering in his eyes and glanced up at Sherlock’s face to see tears mirrored there too. Pressing his lips to Sherlock’s in a light kiss, John let everything he felt and forgiveness speak through the contact. “Welcome home, Sherlock. I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed this,” Sherlock said, tilting his head down to whisper into John’s ear. His breath feathered over John’s skin, reminiscent of times spent twined together in their bedroom. “I’ve missed our life and our banter.”
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johnlock
There was something weird going on with Sherlock. He barely talked to me anymore, hadn't touched his violin in at least 2 weeks, was almost always somewhere else, rejected every case Lestrade offered him. It was weird. I was worried about him. Sherlock was about to go somewhere, when I stopped him.
'What's going on Sherlock?' I asked him. He ignored me. I grabbed his arm and turned him to look at me.
'Sherlock! What is wrong?' I asked. He looked at me with a pained expression. I frowned.
'What's wrong?' I asked again. He sighed and looked at his feet. Then he looked up at me again and did something I hadn't expected at all. He kissed me.
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JohnLock
Titel: JohnLock
Author: me
Genre: romance i guess?
Rating: PG
Author's note: this is 100% fictional
'John, have you seen my phone?' Sherlock asked me. I looked up and frowned.
'Why?' I asked. He never used his phone.
'Because I need it' He said while throwing stuff everywhere and making a mess of the apartement. I sighed.
'It's on the table' I said. He threw everything off the table and found his phone by hearing a soft tud when it landed on the floor. He picked it up and started tapping away. It looked like he was doing something hard, because he had a kind of pained expression on his face. I thought about what he could be doing,
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Snuggle Time - Sherlock x Reader (One-Shot)
After solving another crime, Sherlock and John finally returned back to the flat. “Why, wasn’t that just marvelous!” Sherlock shouted in amusement. They both let out a huge laugh as you waltz up to greet them. “Welcome back you two.” you said smiling as you snuggled your way into Sherlock’s arms. He looked down at you smiling back as he pressed his lips on top of your temple.
“What have you been up to?” He said as he examined your outfit. “(f/n) are you planning to head out? We just got here.” he frowned as he slid into his chair. “Oh...it’s nothing” you murmured.
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