John and Hamish lay lazily on the sofa, Sherlock had a case today and their normal nanny had called off. So Sherlock went to work alone.
"What do you want to do today 'Mish?" John asked his son.
Hamish Watson, with his lovely blue eyes stared over at his Dad and yawned.
"Ssssllllleeeeeeppppp." Hamish said dramatically sprawling out on the couch and flopping his arms onto his father's lap. His head dangling and eyes closed, a smirk teased the corner of his mouth. Hamish and John both looked more than tired; Sherlock had been up the past few nights working on a case. Violin screeches at 1 in the morning and gun shots into the wall at 4:30 am.
Their 9 year old son was the picture of exhaustion.
"Okay 'Mish go take a nap, I think I'll do the same." John smiled and realized that the boys breathing had drawn deep and steady. Smiling he carried the boy up the stairs and laid him onto the bed. Sneaking out he quietly shut the door and silently went down stairs. Since John and Sherlock now shared a room , Hamish had his own room upstairs.
John drug himself onto his bed and with a "thump" he tossed himself down. Breathing in the smell of the bed he shared with his husband. His eyes got heavier and heavier and eventually he began to snore.
Hours passed no interruptions, just silence and sleep. 5 o'clock rolled around and a text buzzed in John's pocket, scaring him awake as he flailed and fell off the bed.
Cursing under his breath he pulled his phone out to read a text from Sherlock.
How are my favorite boys doing? –SH
Feeling the anger lift, John smiled at his phone and began tapping the screen with his thumbs to respond.
Napping, we fell asleep right after you left, I just now woke up. Think Mish is still asleep. – JW
Have I been keeping you two up? Why so tired? –SH
No it must have been another sociopath playing violin at 1 am this entire week. – JW
Be thankful, I was putting off testing the severed head in the microwave. Tested just now. –SH
No it must have been another sociopath playing violin at 1 am this entire week. – JW
Be thankful, I was putting off testing the severed head in the microwave. Tested just now. –SH
And ?-JW
They had to call the fire department-SH
John giggled and thanked Sherlock for not doing that here. They said good bye and John walked up the stairs to check on Hamish. Opening the door he poked his head in to see the bed empty.