A/N so I'm going to post all of my Sherlock drabbles and ficlets and such here. They will mostly be Mystrade and Johnlock, which I'll note at the top. This was one of my first Sherlock fics. Enjoy!
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The sniper lights slowly vanished. Sherlock was panting. John walked over and gingerly touched him on the shoulder. Sherlock nodded ever so slightly, signaling to John that it was okay to touch him.
John pulled Sherlock into a hug and planted a kiss on his collarbone, the highest place he could reach. Sherlock relaxed into his lover's arms.
"You were willing to die. You were willing to get blown up with me."
"Sssh" John rubbed circles in Sherlock's back "It's okay. Just breath. I know you would have done the same." Sherlock nodded against John's neck. "Let's get you home" he picked Sherlock up and carried him out side to hail a cab.
That night, the world's only consulting detective fell asleep in the arms of an army doctor, his thoughts finally dragged away from the events at the pool, and towards some form of happiness and love, even.