A/N: Hey all! I know I should be updating all of my other stories... but I just have a whole bunch of ideas floating inside of my head that I need to get out.
This story will be a collection of Sherlock bromance h/c oneshots. There will be no slash, but I am sure if you wear goggles you could take it as such.
Now the formalities...
Warning: None. Just cuteness.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock
Shall we begin?
Introduction: Not Gay
"John?"
Sherlock's voice carries to him from across the room, urgently pulling John from his thoughts. The blogger looked up from his computer screen, eyes burning and black dots dancing in his vision.
"What is it?" he asked Sherlock as he blinked the dots away, his hand rubbing at his eyes vigorously.
The consulting detective lay on the couch, his pale eyes searching over the screen of his phone, held above his head at arms length.
"Do we have a bromance?"
John nearly fell out of his chair, his hand clutching at his computer as it began to slip off his lap. "W... what?" John stammered, his voice cracking, sounding embarrassingly similar to that of a thirteen year old going through puberty.
"Do we have a...?" Sherlock began again. John's voice quickly sliced through the air, cutting him off.
"I know what you said, Sherlock... But... I just... What?"
"John this is important!" Sherlock responded. "Just answer the question." The consulting detective's fingers tapped the button on the side of the phone, the screen clicking into blackness, the sound echoing around the silence.
"Why do you ask?" John said, studying his friend.
"I was reading the news... a news article about the case we just finished... and several people in the comments section said they loved our bromance..." Sherlock responded. "I didn't know what that was, so logically I looked it up. Bromance: a close but nonsexual relationship between two men... Now I repeat my question. Do we have a bromance?"
John finally answered, looking Sherlock straight in the eyes and speaking carefully. "Considering the amount of times I've had to pick you up off the floor and patch you back together, I would say we have more than a bromance."
Sherlock froze, his mouth opening and closing a few times, looking as if he were an animal about to be hit by an oncoming truck. "John... I must remind you, I am not interested in a sexual..."
"OH MY GOD. I'm. Not. GAY!"
A/N: Haha, poor John. I hope you liked this chapter.
Please note that I got the definition for bromance of google... XD
Soundtrack of the day: Stag night from Sherlock season three soundtrack.
I apologize for the shortness of it, but it was just a brief intro before we get into the good h/c fluffiness.
I would love it if you left a review and told me what you thought. I also take suggestions!
Have a great day guys! XD
-Dawn
