Just a little something I wrote. I hope it makes up for the last one since the last one was really quite sad.
Prompts: Dream Dragon Hobbit
Again ideas for future drabbles would be greatly appreciated as would reviews. I don't mind harsh criticism as long as it is constructive criticism which means helping me by suggesting what I could improve on.
John sat at the table, eating jam on toast. "You know, I had the weirdest dream last night..." He started. Sherlock nodded although he wasn't paying much attention. "And?" He asked, prodding a piece of dead skin with a scalpel. John looked up at him for a moment and said, "Would you leave that skin alone and if you're going to do that could you not do it whilst I'm eating?" Sherlock shook his head. "It needs to be done. It's for an experiment." John sighed and took another bite out of his toast before Sherlock offered, "You had a dream?" "Yes... I was... A short man..." "Y-" John cut him off before he could say more. "But I wasn't really a man. I was some sort of other species and I had hair on my feet and curly hair and... You. You were a dragon. Smaug, I think was the name used." "John, I believe you might have gone insane." Sherlock said, not looking up from the skin. "I am not insane!" John protested. Sherlock smirked a little, ignoring his protests.
A while later, the duo were found on the couch, sitting side by side. Sherlock had his arm around John but John didn't really seem to mind. "You dreamed you were a Hobbit." Sherlock stated. "A... Hobbit?" John questioned. "Yes. Look at the screen." He pointed to the TV which was currently showing The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey. "A short man with curly hair and hair on his feet. It's right in front of you." John frowned as he watched the screen before realising Sherlock was right but paused for a moment. "Why would I dream I was a Hobbit if I didn't even know what a Hobbit was until now?" Sherlock stared at the screen for a moment more before suggesting, "Maybe it's because you look alike? I mean, that Hobbit has the same nose, eyes, mouth..." He looked to John. "Mouth? Do you really pay that much attention to me?" "It's hard not to really." Sherlock stated. John looked at him for a moment but stayed silent, he couldn't help but smile a bit as he looked back towards the screen and watched the movie in silence, safe in Sherlock's arms.