Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and story from BBC and Arthur Conan Doyle. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.


Prompt: Sherlock is surprised by John's password to his laptop

Everyone had a password protected computer since they learned that Sherlock liked to borrow.

Mycroft's password was 2253, spelling 'cake' on any keypad.

Lestrade's password bragged about his job- scotlandyard1.

Anderson's password was oddly relevant to his off-job passion- dinosaursrule23.

Even Mrs. Hudson had her ancient computer protected with 2003-- the year her first grandchild was born.

Sherlock had cracked all of these barriers without so much as a sweat. He thought it would be the same when it came time to use John's laptop. A thought that he would later regret when it actually came time.

The first try came in the form the form of 1971- John's birth year.

ACCESS DENIED

Sherlock was slightly surprised, but unperturbed, he tried again.

jwatson

ACCESS DENIED

After several more denials, Sherlock had gone into a state of mixed shock and admiration for John's surprisingly good security. However, he refused to admit defeat. He racked his mind, trying to remember what captured John's interest.

Was it kittens? No, Sherlock had tried that already- along with jam, jumpers, and hedgehogs.

A thought had occurred to Sherlock that the password could have been about him. He was flattered by this thought, though he refused to blush, but he couldn't figure out what thoughts could have occurred to John that were about Sherlock.

He finally surrendered John's computer to lie on the couch with two nicotine patches.

When John returned, Sherlock hadn't moved from his spot on the couch.

"Sherlock," John said when he noticed that his laptop had been moved from the kitchen to the living room, "were you using my computer?"

"Hm?" Sherlock cracked an eye open, "Oh... no."

"Then why is it in here? I didn't leave it here." Sherlock didn't answer. "Sherlock!"

Sherlock groaned, "your password was denied," which was his way of admitting to John that he had been unable to gain access.

John nodded. He sat down at the kitchen island and started his laptop to life, unaware that Sherlock had risen from the sofa and was now looking over John's shoulder.

sherlocklovesjohn

The screen turned blue and chimed.

WELCOME JOHN WATSON

Sherlock smiled.