Sorry that I am a bit late today... I was working and yeah... just sorry
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The cold wind outside was rattling against the windows. It rain heavily and John was happy, that he didn´t need to go outside.
He just sat on his armchair with his cup of cranberrie fruit tea, enjoying the central heating and the blanket on his lap. Sherlock was out, Lestrade had wanted him for a case, just something small so he didn´t take John with him. The doctor didn´t envy the consulting detective, not when it was such a bad weather outside.
The door to the flat burst open and a really wet Sherlock came in. John couldn´t help himself and had to laugh. Sherlock looked like he had swum in the Themse, the water puddles he left after himself seemed to prove that.
"Very funny, John.", said Sherlock, clearly not amused and walked to the bathroom. After John heard the shower start running, he got up and went to get Sherlock a cup. Several minutes later Sherlock emerged from the bathroom, still looking like a drowned puppy and let himself fall onto the couch.
John sat down next to him and wanted to cuddle, but Sherlock was still a bit mad about John laughing earlier.
"I am sorry, Sherlock...", John grabbed Sherlocks hand, which was still icy cold, even after the hot shower, "Sherlock! You are as cold as ice!"
"Yes, so?", the tall man was still sulking.
"I am really sorry, Sherlock, but you need to get warm!" John suddenly jumped Sherlock, wrestled him down and pinned him with his weight to the couch.
"You will lie still and let me cuddle you warm! Drink this!" John shoved the cup in Sherlock´s hand and the stubborn man drank some of the very hot tea. After that John snatched the cup from him and cuddled up to Sherlock, arranging the blanket over them.
After a while Sherlock sighed contently and murmered sleepily: "I think, I am not mad anymore..."
"Good.", replied John and smiled.