One shots (johnlock fluff mostly)

Count me in

Half on my loud needy pin
Hooked on a dream that is reeling me in
Oh is this how we begin
Flowers on fire in a black and white film
Curtains of rain on the pier
Watching the skirt of the day disappear
Caught like a wheel in a groove
I'm cranking it big but it don't wanna move

Rains glistening down the windows, we're on our way home from a case and the cab rolls smoothly along fresh tarmac. Home? I look at you again. No. Not home. It's only home if you're there.

I can't take my eyes of you once I start. You're still looking out the window and there's something so undeniably soft in your features and it's probably reflecting in my own. I bite my lip slightly in thought as the realisations dawns as if it's a new one yet I've known it all along.

I think I love you.

Count me in
Oohhh
Count me in
Oohhh
Count me in

The water is perfectly still
Fall of a thunderbolt waiting until when the lightning nearly hits the lake
You'll know how it feels to want you and wait

I glance away for a second. Deep breaths Sherlock do not give yourself away and you glance at me in that moment, a smile catching your lips and being lit up by a passing street light and I can feel my pulse hammer as I feel lightheaded. What are you doing to me?

Count me in
Ooh
Count me in
Ooh
Count me in
Count me in
Count me in
Count me in
Count me in
Count me in
Count me in
Count me in

Oh John.