A/N
This is my first fan fic so I hope you enjoy I will be updating this soon please review so I know how to improve thx. ;D
Passion for children
Sherlock was reclining in his chair quietly whilst john retrieved the milk from the fridge. When he turned around to face his companion, Sherlock was lain upon the floor in a heap.
"Jaaawwwn."
John rolled his eyes.
"I'm booorrrrreeeddd!" The detective moaned face down into the carpet.
"Would you like some tea dearest?" john said sarcastically, "or perhaps to shoot holes in our brand NEW wallpaper. You haven't had a case in ages Sherlock you should get out."
Sherlock hadn't had a case in 3 days, so it was no surprise that the look john received in response was in animosity with a sprinkling of love. John stepped over Sherlock and sunk carefully into the sofa with a hot mug of tea.
"Jaaawwwn!" the detective complained.
"What now." His blogger sighed with exasperation.
"Help a sociopath up would you?" the lazy Sherlock asked.
John put down his newly made tea to raise his partner from the floor, as he did so he sighed as this was the fifth time this week and it was only Tuesday! Once he had been lifted from the carpet john gave Sherlock a kiss upon the lips, just a small one but one which held sincerity. It was profoundly obvious that the pair had a direct chemistry within their relationship. They had always had it hidden within them but until Sherlock's "death", neither of them knew what their feelings truly were and what that meant came after the "resurrection" as john put it. They have become an impeccable couple since then and always made each other due to their soul deep connection they completed each other's lives. It didn't matter what the other needed the detective and his blogger had it covered! Around 3 months ago they had started dating just a week after the sociopaths return. Even though they had not quite yet reached physical intimacy, they would share precious moment only the two could share. Watching Jeremy Kyle, it was entertaining for john to time his partner on how long it would take him to deduce all he could from the guests and guess the answers and outcomes of the show. After which john would usually get bored and switch on a love film his favourite was titanic, and this bewildered Sherlock as his partner would ever curiouserly cry at the end, so why his companion would put himself in that place confused him.
The detective broke the kiss, "I'm going to take a shower he said plainly and calmly facing the direction of where the yellow smiley face once inhabited. He stepped away from john embrace and left to take a shower.
John was still a tad dismayed at Sherlock's faked death, who could blame him! However his main concern was that the burial ground owner was still unaware that the man they had supposedly buried was alive and well. By now the time was just after 7 pm, and Sherlock was exiting the shower. John decided to have an early night and tucked himself into bed with a good book. He and the detective now shared a bed after Sherlock sort of well... err... burnt the other one. As john lay there turning the pages to find where he had left off, his companion rode in with a lime green towel riding upon his hips. Sherlock's hair was ruffled and droplets of water ran down the back of Sherlock's neck. He stood in the walk in wardrobe in order to check his appearance. John gazed at his boyfriend longingly.
"Not now john I'm tired!" Sherlock said looking into the mirror.
"But Sherlock! You're standing directly in my eye line" the blogger desperately moaned.
"Read your book." The detective replied, brushing his curly locks into various positions.
"Sherlock." John loudly said.
Sherlock looked round at his partner with confusion.
"do you know how much you are torturing me?"
Sherlock turned back to face the mirror in a moment of silence which he then broke by proclaiming "62.35%"
John was stunned, confused, weirded out and completely out of his depth. "What?" he asked as he experienced 10 emotions in 2 seconds.
"I am torturing you 62.35% enticing you 20.65% and annoying you 17%" Sherlock replied.
John shook his head in dismissal as his confusion still remained. The next morning Sherlock awoke in John's arms, it was 5.2 minutes till he arose from the white linen and this was still 13.25 minutes before john awoke. By this time however Sherlock had observed him for several minutes before turning on catch up and watching last night's crime watch he hated the internet when his blogger was not commanding it. "This one is tricky" he pondered sitting crossed legged on the floor in front of the television with a lit cigarette in his mouth. As john walked in he tossed a packet of nicotine patches into the detectives lap without looking.
"Come on Sherlock" the blogger said with encouragement. He took the cigarette from Sherlock's mouth and kissed him gently. "What are we watching" he asked sitting beside his partner.
"Crime watch" Sherlock replied with a blank face.
"No no nonono, definitely not if you are bored well ask Lestrade for something, but i doubt he will have anything of your interest."
The office was its usual bustle, not to loud but the familiar sound of the printers and filing cabinets along side conversations regarding the previous weekend and the phones ringing. Only lestrade out of the force was aware of Sherlock's re-appearance so John entered alone while Sherlock waited outside.
"Anything?" he asked.
"Well there is something" lestrade replied.
End of chap 1