Sherlock- John Watson X Reader [1]

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Title: None
Warnings: Extremely Random
Prompt: Just a little fluff.
Spoilers: None
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"Get out of my chair."
"I don't think so."

You screamed and giggled as you were lifted out of the fluffy red armchair by John. He dropped you on a soft spot on the ground as he sat down.

"I told you to get out of my chair." He spoke with a teasing smirk. You rubbed your tailbone with feign hurt. "That hurt." You said in a childish voice. "Should've got out of my chair when I said then."

As evening approached, Mrs Hudson and Sherlock joined you and John at 221b. You were doing an assignment for Scotland Yard which involved mapping Whitby in North Yorkshire. As you were doing research, you noticed two streets opposite each other. You span in you chair and looked at Mrs Hudson.

"There's a street that has your name Mrs Hudson." You pointed out with a grin.
"That's nice dear." She wasn't paying any attention whatsoever. Then you turned to John.
"You were named after a street too, John." Said man furrowed his brows at you as he looked up from reading the newspaper.
"It's true! Look!" You zoomed in on the street and spun it around to face John.
"I must be famous then. Even more than curly locks over there." You giggled and his eyes shined.
"Is he in his mind palace?" You asked, peering at Sherlock's eyes which seemed a million miles away.
"I expect so. Why?" John knew you were up to something as you wore that mischievous smirk that he loved.
"Tie his shoelaces together." John did so without hesitation, as if he knew what you were thinking. The procedure was delicate, and every time Sherlock stirred, John froze. Pretty soon, John finished and you both sat down on the sofa like nothing happened, allowing yourselves time to settle before Sherlock stands up.

Sherlock came to his senses just as you and John stopped giggling.
"Anyone for tea?" Sherlock asked.
"I could do with some." John piped up with a large grin.
"Right."
Sherlock stood up and started to walk, but stopped. He bent down and undid his shoelaces and stared pointedly at you.
"Nice try." Was all he said before walking off to make tea. You and John looked to each other with disappointment, that is, until you heard a crash.
"Looks like he tripped over his own shoelaces." John said with a smirk and gave you a kiss on the forehead. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
Sorry this one was rubbish. My initial one was too short so I just improvised, but the length barely improved. Sorry again!
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That's all.

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