This is my first fanfic, please don't be too hard on me:c
heheh hard
"John. I'm BORED." Sherlock's voice echoed through the flat.
"What do you want me to do about that, Sherlock?" John questioned, placing his paper on the table and looking up at the slender man sprawled out on the sofa.
"Entertain me."
John sighed. "And how would I do that?" Sherlock raised an eyebrow at this question. John ignored his reaction and got up from his chair and made his way to the kitchen. "Tea?" He called to Sherlock in the other room. No answer.
Turning the kettle on John called out again. "Sherlock, do you want tea or not?" Sherlock still didn't reply. John let out a small grunt. He didn't bother calling again; he finished making tea and turned around to head back to his chair. Doing so made him face to face with Sherlock.
"Uh." Was all John could manage. "Y-Yes?" John stuttered.
"Quiet." Sherlock demanded as he slipped a hand around John's neck and the other around his waist. "I want to try something new, John."
Sherlock closed the gap between the two placing his lips on Johns. John, who was thoroughly confused by this point, found himself running his fingers through Sherlock's hair, kissing back contently.
After a few minutes of intense kissing Sherlock pulled away, blushing a light shade of pink and lips swollen. After a moment of silence John spoke. "You should try new things more often, Sherlock." Grinning, John pulled him in for another kiss.