Johnlock
Human Emotions
Sherlock hadn't known when his feelings for John had started. He wasn't used to these 'human emotions', but when it hit him he realised that there was nothing he could do to stop them.
Sherlock had talked to Molly about how to get rid of these feelings. She had simply laughed at him and told him there was no stopping them. Once they begun it would take a long time to start forgetting about them and even longer to actually get over them.
Molly had noticed quite quickly when Sherlock started to act slightly different around John and had deduced that it was because he loved him. Molly and Mrs Hudson had predicted that Sherlock and John would get together long ago, but they didn't think Sherlock would be the one to start it or that it would take so long.
Despite Molly advice to act as if nothing was happening, Sherlock had been avoiding John as much as possible when they weren't working a case. Sometimes going out for a case without him, just in case.
He was worried that John would work it out and he would leave. Sherlock knew that he wouldn't be able to cope with finding another flatmate, he wasn't sure anyone would last more than a week. No one would be able to replace John anyways, in his eyes John was perfection.
"-lock. Sherlock!"
"Hmm... Oh, hello John" Sherlock spoke, putting his hands down from his typical praying position.
"You've been ignoring me. Also you haven't been taking me on cases."
"Sometimes I need only my intelligence, stop being so childish John."
John threw his arms up in the air in defeat, throwing an annoyed look at Sherlock before walking into the kitchen. Turning out the kettle and pulling two cups out of the cupboard, checking to see if anytime slimey or sticky was hiding at the bottom.
Sherlock watched John from the distance, looking at his angered posture. Hands shaking in a tight fist, waiting for the water to be bolied.
"Listen John, I did not mean to offend you. I've just needed to be alone these past few days." Sherlock annouced, surprised that John stayed facing away as if he hadn't heard him. "John turn around!"
John spun round, pushing Sherlock against the wall. Staring deeply into Sherlock's eyes and leaning forward even so slightly.
"You're a dick you know," John whispered, pressing his lips against Sherlock's. Sherlock froze immediately and John quickly retreated sensing instant rejection.
John cheeks flushed, eyes slightly watering as he saw Sherlock's expressionless face.
"Sherlock... I'l-I'll just be in my bedroom."