A collection of one shots. New chapters will come when I get a prompt(: First prompt came from .com
Prompt -Sherlock comes back to the flat, along with a cat.
John was sitting in his arm chair, reading the paper, eagerly waiting for the return of his boyfriend. It felt so weird, calling him that. They had had only been dating for about a mouth or so. Honey moon stage.
Suddenly the door burst open and Sherlock walked in, holding a box. He had a huge grin on his face as he set down the cardboard box on the coffee table.
"New experiment?" John asked absentmindedly.
Sherlock put both hands on the box, stoping to look at John for a moment, "Not exactly."
John looked up from the paper, his brow scrunched together. "Sherlock.. What did you do?"
John only received a smirk from the other man. The next thing he knew the box had been opened and a cat had climbed out.
"Meet Daisy." Sherlock said proudly. Daisy was white with long fur, and bright green eyes. She looked about five years old.
John just looked at the cat. "You... You got a cat."
"Well.. Yes." Said Sherlock, sitting in his own chair.
The doctor look amused, "Was there any reason why? Or did you just feel like breaking the 'No Pets' rule?"
"Oh hush, you know mrs Hudson won't have a problem." Sherlock said with a smirk, leaning back and crossing his legs. "There was a elderly lady out side the grocer, she was just giving her away. She had cancer and couldn't take care of her any more."
"How did you kn-" John started, before giving up with a sigh. He was Sherlock Holmes. That's how.
The fat ball of white fur nudged against John calf. "Aw! Look, John! She likes you!" Sherlock cooed
John grunted in response.
Later that night the two men were getting into bed. Sherlock pulled back the covers and crawled in, followed by John doing the same. John snuggled into Sherlock's chest and gave his partner a small kiss on the lips. John felt something warm slump into the small space in between his and Sherlocks stomachs', he looked down. Daisy.
He nudged his boyfriend, "Sherlock, look."
He only let out a smirk, kissing John's forehead. Resting a hand on the cats back, giving her small strokes.