A/N: In case you hadn't figured this out already, this is a collection of one-shots. Thank you for reading!
John stopped in the middle of the grocery store aisle. This is new, he thought. Standing directly in front of him was what could only be described as a giant red box. Most boxes, however, did not have movie titles flashing at him. Near the top of the box, it read, "Redbox." How creative of them, John thought.
He stepped closer and pressed the touchscreen, the milk in his hand long forgotten. More, different, movies showed on the screen, now arranged in a grid pattern. One in particular caught his eye. Return of the Radioactive Killer Water Nymphs, it read. Who comes up with this stuff? John wondered as he looked at the summary. Could be good for a laugh, he thought, Let's just hope Sherlock agrees…
Back at the flat, Sherlock was sitting at the counter of the kitchen, looking at his microscope. He didn't even look up as John walked in. John opened the fridge and placed the milk in. As he puttered around the kitchen, Sherlock looked at the disc case in John's pocket.
"John, why did you rent a movie?" he asked.
"Why not?" John replied, leaning down to press a kiss onto the dark brown curls that littered his head.
Sherlock looked quizzically at him for a moment. "What's it called?" he asked.
"Err…"
Sherlock reached into his pocket and took out the DVD and opened the case. He lifted his eyebrow. "Really, John?"
John grinned bashfully. "It doesn't sound predictable, anyways"
Sherlock stared at him
"Alright, so what? I thought it would be good for a laugh!"
Sherlock shook his head at him and turned back to his microscope. John ruffled his hair and went into the lounge, where he opened the DVD player and put in the movie. As he waited for the previews to end, the blond went into the kitchen again to make some popcorn. Sherlock looked up from his microscope. He caught John around his waist and looked directly into his eyes. John, having lost his breath for a moment, looked up at him. The dark-haired man leaned forward a bit and captured his flatmate's lips with his own.
"So, are you going to watch that movie with me?" John asked.
"Anything for my blogger," Sherlock said.