Guys, guys, please read this, if only the first chapter. Like, seriously...I had to lie on the floor to read this because I kept falling off my chair laughing. I seriously thought I was gonna die.
www. fanfiction .net/ s/7338112/1/ Flowers_In_A_Box (remove spaces)
Protective
"Domesticity suits you, Sherlock," said the interloper. John found that he had gravitated to stand a little ways in front of Sherlock and was startled by his own protective nature. He had little time to dwell on it for now Sherlock was standing up, planting himself behind John.
"Yes," said Sherlock, his voice prickly as a thistle, "I've even put on a pound or two thanks to John's culinary skills."
John looked up and slightly behind him. The top of his head reached barely past Sherlock's chin (something he wasn't happy to note).
"What do you want?" Sherlock finally questioned.
Prompt was #66: thistle
John is so cute.
I told Mama that she and Dad are basically Sherlock and John (if you knew them, you'd have to agree...if you want me to give the abridged version, just ask, because it's kind of hilarious). She thought about this...looked at my dad (Dad looked up from his knitting and was all "Hmmm?" *oblivious smile of love*)...and said, "Yeah, I guess they're pretty good together."
SUCCESS, BITCHES