So, my friends, chapter 29... This story will have 30 chapters. This chapter being the last 'in the present' chapter and then chapter 30 will be a long 'look into the future' ! :) Because it's a long one, it'll take longer for me to write, so just hang in there! I hope you enjoy reading it! Because afterwards there will be a short break and then I'll get on with writing the first sequel- Hamish at the age of 5! :D Thank you for reading and enjoy the chapter!
Also, maybe check out my other short story, 'Letters'. A series of letters written by John and Sherlock, lots of post-Reichenbach feels...
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PREFACE
Warnings/Triggers: Some strong language use.
Author's notes: We hope you enjoy this! This is a story made by me ( Sophlock ) and Femke ( JustFemke ).
Anyway, hope you all enjoy this chapter!
Sir Conan Doyle created all the wonderful characters, and the BBC gave them their good looks. We only created the story; the rest belongs to them.
Chapter 29- Hamiiiish
"There is a sexy Sherlock in bed, a sleeping Hamish upstairs, and I am turned on." John stood looking down at his laying partner with a smirk.
"Oh really?" The detective raised his eyebrows innocently at the shorter man stood next to him.
"I told you that you in bed did that to me." John shrugged, well it's not as if he hasn't told him...
"I know you did... Same as my protectiveness apparently..." Sherlock bit his lip a little.
"Yes.. mmm..." The army doctor looked at the detective's damn perfect lips. God dammit. They were just so perfect, enticing and kissable!
"I might go and protect you from more homophobic people then if it does that to you..." The taller man shrugged and played with a lock of his curls.
"Mmm... leave it with Daryl..." Again, another thing John loved, the younger man's gorgeous head of curls. They were so silky and soft whenever you touched them.
"Ok then..." Sherlock rolled his eyes like he always did.
The army doctor grinned, before jumping face first onto his partner with his arms and legs spread wide, he laughed loudly.
Sherlock jumped a little and tried to grab his boyfriend into a more manageable and comfortable position "Woah!"
"Did I hurt you?" John wriggled around as he giggled.
"You're definitely heavier than Hamish that's for sure..." The detective had managed to find a more comfortable position with John on him now, he just hoped he'd stay there.
"Oh sorry.. surprise attack" The army doctor was still giggling like a little kid.
"It wasn't really a surprise John, I deduced that you would do that /ages/ ago..." The detective rolled his eyes, of course he had, it was obvious from the way John was stood, his posture, his speech.
"Oh?" The shorter man raised an eyebrow and jumped up and down more to annoy Sherlock.
"John..." The taller man grabbed John again and held him still.
"Mmm?" The army doctor nodded with and innocent smirk, like a 5 year old boy.
"Stop being an idiot and kiss me." Sherlock rolled his eyes but he secretly thought his partner's childish side was cute.
"I'm not an idiot" The shorter man wriggled a bit then kissed his partner long and romantically.
"Yes you are..." Sherlock groaned a little as his boyfriend wriggled more.
"Sorry" John couldn't stop laughing though, so the apology was pointless.
"Stop laughing, I'm only skinny, you'll crush me!" The detective smiled anyway.
"So your calling me fat now?!" John smirked as he teased the man, jumping up and down one more time before he rolled off and laid on the bed next to his partner.
"No, of course not... You're perfect.." The dark haired man rolled onto his side so he could see his boyfriend.
"That's what I thought..." John smiled as he looked into Sherlock's deep pools that were commonly referred to as eyes. But dammit those things weren't just eyes, they changed colour every time John looked and could make anyone do what Sherlock wanted.
Sherlock leant in a bit and kissed John softly and affectionately. "I'm sorry again that I didn't enjoy swimming a lot..."
"Well we can do other things" The shorter man closed his eyes as he felt warm and happy after the kiss.
The detective kissed along the edges of John's upper lip "Like what?"
"I don't know... can't concentrate..." It was true, John practically melted when his partner was teasing like this.
Sherlock moved to John's jawline, trailing kisses all over "Ok then... Well maybe we could try the park?" Surely that couldn't be that bad...?
"Mmm..." The army doctor was still busy melting to reply properly.
"Put him in one of those baby swing things..." The dark haired man kissed his boyfriend's ear gently.
"Mmmmm.." If John was honest, he would have agreed to anything that Sherlock said when the detective was kissing him like this.
Sherlock smiled at how cute John was when he was like this, it felt weird to the detective to be able to do this to someone, just by touching or kissing them, he kissed behind his partner's ear, breathing down his neck.
The army doctor shivered, thought for a second and then went under the duvet and closed his eyes again.
Sherlock pouted and frowned "Hey... I was enjoying that..."
"Me too, continue" John snuggled down into the duvet and smiled at the warmth.
"Well I can't reach you properly now..." The detective frowned when the shorter man moved even further down into the bed.
"Come under the duvet then.." John frowned, why was this such a problem?
Sherlock didn't really want to go under the duvet but he sighed "Fine..." He went under the blanket and up close to his partner.
"Ok now continue" John demanded jokingly as he smiled as the detective's hair tickled him a little.
"You're very demanding aren't you?" The taller man smirked a little and raised an eyebrow at his boyfriend, pretending to be not amused, but secretly he loved it when John was a bit demanding.
"Hmmm..." The blogger just agreed sleepily as he waited for his boyfriend to go back to the lovely kissing he was doing earlier.
"I guess it comes from your time in Afghanistan..." Sherlock reached a hand out a little and stroked John's hair behind his ear carefully, he did love John's sandy hair, he loved how it got lighter in summer and darker in winter, and the way it made the pillow smell.
"Yes.. Mm... Must be that..." John smiled and snuggled into Sherlock's touch, he loved the detective's long fingers in his hair, to say they were covered in callouses from the violin, they were surprisingly soft and gentle.
"I like it..." The dark haired man smiled softly and carried on stroking the soft hair.
"Ok..." Sherlock stretched his long arms out and tucked them around the shorter frame of his partner, taking him into a warm, caring and lobbing hug.
"Good, the soldier likes this" John nestled into Sherlock's hug. Just as he did a loud crying noise came from the baby monitor on the bedside table, now a permanent fixture of the room.
"Oh for gods sake..." The detective rolled his eyes, 'Well done Hamish you have perfect timing...'
"Ugh I'll go.." John reluctantly got up out of the soft, warm duvet and went upstairs.
Sherlock relaxed back into the bed, annoyed at the lack of John, he muttered to himself "Hamiiiish..."
Upstairs, John scooped Hamish up into a hug and tried to calm him with the 'John' teddy. The infant looked up with teary eyes and sniffled. "Come on, do it for dad and daddy?" John smiled softly and wiped the tiny tears away. "You had a bit of a bad dream didn't you? Come here daddy and dad will take care of you..." The blogger kissed the baby's wet cheeks and took him, wrapped up in his blanket downstairs.
Sherlock frowned a little, he didn't like seeing his son upset "What's wrong with him?"
"He's sad.. I think he had a bad dream.. can babies dream about bad things?" John was stroking the baby gently as he walked over to the bed.
"Yes?" The detective looked at him softly, he wished he knew what was going on in that baby's head sometimes. John shh'ed the baby and rocked him until he was calmer. Sherlock smiled proudly "You're good at that..."
The blogger got into bed again and laid the baby between them. Sherlock smiled at their son and joked light-heartedly "No wonder couples with kids split apart... No sex."
"Oh so you wanted sex tonight?" John smirked as he tickled the baby's tummy gently to try and make him happier.
"You said... In the swimming pool... Ugh never mind..." The detective blushed a little and watched his boyfriend.
"Oh yes I did.. well I'll put Hamish back then.." John smiled softly at the baby who had seemed to calm down.
Sherlock sighed a little "No it's fine if you want to keep him here..." To be honest, the taller man didn't mind either way. Family time with Hamish was just as good as sex.
"No, I want some.. time with you..." The army doctor smirked and raised his eyebrow teasingly.
"Oh ok." Sherlock grinned back at his partner.
John stood up again with Hamish, the blanket and John Teddy "Say bye bye to daddy" He smiled and kissed the baby's tiny, soft cheek again.
"Bye bye Hamish!" The detective smiled and waved at their son.
John took the baby back upstairs, kissed him goodnight again and made sure he was ok before coming back downstairs to their bedroom.
"Well that was... Interrupting." Sherlock looked up at his boyfriend with raised eyebrows and a small smile.
"Where were we..." The shorter man pretended to think deeply.
"I seem to think I was giving you a hug..." Sherlock watched his partner, he was up to something again...
"Oh yeah true..." Before Sherlock could move out of the way the army doctor jumped back onto him.
The taller man groaned "John! As much as I love you, you're a grown man!"
"Yes obviously. It'd be both weird and illegal if you were in bed with a kid..." He smirked and kissed the detective on the nose.
"Don't you start, Anderson already accused me of kidnapping kids!" Sherlock laughed regardless.
John laughed as he rolled of his partner and back under the duvet.
"It's not funny!" Sherlock pouted and frowned as he thought of that imbecile of a man.
"It is.. now did you want to have..." The sandy haired man raised his eyebrows suggestively.
Sherlock smiled and put on his polite voice "If you wouldn't mind..."
"Mmm I don't.." John smirked and snuggled closer.
The next morning John was sleeping silently, he'd gotten up a few times for Hamish during the night though.
Sherlock was laid awake on the bed, he hasn't been up for Hamish because John hasn't woken him during the night, but he could tell the shorter man had gone by the arrangement of the sheets. He was staring at the ceiling in his usual thinking position, pondering over a text from Lestrade.
The blogger slowly woke up and yawned as he stretched. He looked at his boyfriend "Sherlock.."
The taller man didn't reply as he thought about the text, deciding what score the case deserved.
John was getting a bit pissed now, it was early and he wasn't in the mood for Sherlock's silent moods. "Sherlock!" No reply again. He pushed Sherlock hard so he almost fell off of the bed "Sherlock!"
Sherlock grabbed the bed and looked at his boyfriend in surprise "What?!"
"Don't ignore me the morning after having sex with me" John pouted sleepily.
"I was thinking!" The detective frowned in annoyance.
"That's sad then, now you're not" The blogger snuggled up to his surprisingly warm boyfriend.
"I know I'm not!" Sherlock huffed but stroked John's back gently.
"What were you thinking about?" John pulled away a bit and looked up at his partner.
Sherlock handed his phone over with the text from Lestrade open. The shorter man read it
Dead woman with mysterious note under bridge, coming?
GL
"Should we go? You can stay at home with Hamish if you like..." Sherlock had decided that the case sounded like an 8.
"Or we take him with us?" John grinned cheekily.
The taller man raised his eyebrows, he hadn't been expecting that "If you don't mind..." He smiled back.
"Lets go get ready then.." The blogger smiled at the look of excitement on Sherlock's face.
As soon as he'd said it, Sherlock jumped out of bed. He was alive, excited and in his element. He ran upstairs to Hamish's room.
John rolled his eyes and slowly followed up the stairs.
"Gooood morning Hamish!" The taller man scooped their son up into his long arms.
"Hello Hamish" John smiled and waved a bit at the baby.
Sherlock grinned at Hamish and turned to face John as he spoke proudly.
"The Game, Hamish, is on!"
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