So…I'm going to try a multi-chapter story: ) this idea popped in to my head when I was listening to some love songs on YouTube` yes I ship John & Sherlock as a couple.. Who can`t BBC just hints at their relationship c o n s t I n t l y! Also I feel like John is like Sherlock's drug! He cannot be without him you know? Anyways it's fluffy hyper Sherlock! : D
p.s Written through Sherlock's eyes
Chapter one: The curious case of why there is a `lovely` category in my brain library
My icy grey orbs flickered slightly over a small soft, squidgy red heart that stayed impeccably still in-between my very own forefinger and thumb, why you ask was I Sherlock Holmes holding a tiny heart? Valentine's Day that was why! Stupid holiday made in order for those small minded 'normal' people whom believed in 'love', 'romance' along with other silly silly things to have a day of being romanced – honestly I did not see any point in it, Even if I did for some stupid reason believe in or have the capability to 'feel' I would think love is one of those awfully human emotions you`d show every nanosecond of everyday am I right? – Who am I kidding I`m Sherlock bleedin` Holmes I am always right.
"Sherlock!" John shouted in that `what the hell have you done now` tone that I knew now only too well, silently I carried on scrutinizing that tiny heart I was far too busy with this experiment for John as lovely as he is to interrupt my working mind – wait! `As lovely as he is`? John? When had my clever brain library placed JOHN in to the `lovely` category … when had anybody ever been put in that category? – soon I heard the unmistakeable sound of boots- army boots- Johns boots descend upon me " there is a hand in our fridge Sherlock a hand!" he announced, you would think it were a surprise! "Yes John there is now please shut up I am busy". With a roll of his soft grey eyes John nodded to himself understanding my obvious `un-human` ways enough to retire to our battered old tan leather sofa silently. I carried on scrutinizing the tiny heart….red – a colour associated with love, romance, pain and hate clearly the shape of the heart – unbroken made up my mind this silly object was a sign of love, a gesture of one's romantic feelings! It was a small item clearly soft and squidgy to stop breakages as the one whom received it would be carrying it with them throughout their daily life from there after due to its light weight finish – as to remind them that their loved ones heart was always with them.. without speaking I launched the soft item from my rough fingers up through the small cosy living room watching it land quickly in to a now startled John`s lap my thin lips slid up to produce a cheeky smirk… just as I had aimed.
Hope ya like it…. Next chapter up as soon as I can :D … I quite enjoyed writing this if I am honest!, if you send me promps I will try and fit them in when I can? ;) 3