Hello, m'dears! What follows will be a series of unconnected drabbles containing unashamedly high amounts of fluff. Enjoy :)
Disclaimer: I own nothing. There would be a lot more kissing and cuddling if I did...
Sunset
John Watson had never really understood the appeal of mountains. They were, essentially, inhospitable and hard to access places with stupid weather patterns. But just now he felt he was beginning to get it. They were peaceful, secluded, beautiful.
Yes, stood here wrapped in Sherlock's arms, John could see that mountains were the best place to watch the sun go down.