“I can't have ten minutes to myself, can I?” John laughed, rolling his eyes.
“You can't.” Sherlock whispered, his hands draped around John's body. “I get all your attention.”
“But we'll have nothing to eat off of, Sherlock.” John said, humming as he continued to wash the dishes. Sherlock rested his forehead against John's back and leant into him.
“Do as I say: paper plates.”
“No.” John chuckled. “We still have cups, anyways. I need to clean them, too.”
“Paper cups.” Sherlock mumbled.
“Paper cups?! What about our tea cups!”
Sherlock gasped. “Oh, the humanity.”
They both laughed. John turned around and kissed him. He smiled and stared into Sherlock's eyes. “You're beautiful. Go lay down. The couch wants your attention.”
“But I love youuu,” Sherlock whined.
John ruffled his hair. His hands were wet and soapy. Sherlock pulled away. “Agck!”
John chuckled, continuing to wash dishes. Figuring he didn't have a chance, Sherlock shuffled away.
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Johnlock One-shots
FanfictionThe continuation of cringy, younger me writing Johnlock fanfiction. Cover drawn by me! Daily Johnlock was originally started April 5th 2017 and ended on October 29th, 2017. Johnlock One-shots (This book) started October 29th, 2018 and unoffically en...
