2 for Joy
It's been two weeks John has been in the hospital and he wasnt allowed to visit! Sherlock twisted on the sofa. His eyes red and puffy,he grabbed the gun from the table and aimed at the wall. But didnt shoot. He knew John wouldnt like it. He set the gun down and flopped back down on the sofa. He couldnt smoke because he would remember John ripping them up and saying 'No. No more smoking. It's really not healthy Sherlock.' Same with everything else! He looked for his durgs,John's vocie would ring through his head 'You dont need those!Put 'em down! Want some tea?' He couldnt do a thing! Just as Sherlock was about text Mycroft(Which he had been doing an awful lot Mycroft didnt mind. He knew his brother was hurting) the front door to 221b baker street opened. 'Probably Ms. Hudson ...' Sherlock sighed to himself. But he quickly changed his mind when he heard the footsteps. Those were too big to be Ms. Hudson. The weight was being put more on the right leg and there was a break between steps as if whoever it was was in some sort of pain. He knew who it was,the information just didnt process in his hard-drive of a brain. Once John stepped through the door Sherlock jumped up from his spot on the sofa and pulled John in a hug. "Sherlock..." John smiled and wrapped his arms around his flatmate. Sherlock pulled away and smashed his lips to John's. John smiles into the kiss and moves his arms from Sherlock's waist to around his neck. Sherlock and John had quietly agreed that nethier of them have been truly happy untill now.
A/N-Woka Woka!(Pac-man noise) R&R please! For Pac-man, Mrs. Pac-man and baby Pac?