Johnlock Oneshots (Requests are closed)

Call me

Johns POV

I groaned. The patient I was assigned to today was insufferable. He kept flirting with me. And the worst thing was that I liked it. I opened the door to his room. He smiled at me. "Dr. Watson it's nice to see you again," he said with a wink.

I groaned. "My god you're such an asshole. Has anyone ever told you it's rude to flirt with your medic?" I said,

He smirked. "What can I say you've been inside me so many times. I'd like to return the favor," he said smiling.

Sherlock Holmes had been here so many times I couldn't count. I would always be assigned to him. He always flirted with me. I blushed furiously. I tried not to but I did. "Wha- dude. Picking bullets out of you isn't the same as - oh my god you're the worst," he said, tripping over words.

Sherlock smiled. "Your fun to mess with," he said.

"If you're going to flirt with me. Do it properly. Take me out to dinner or something. Stop getting yourself shot." I said,

I had enough. I wasn't going to lose this. I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote my number on it. I handed it to him. "Your brother is here for you," I said.

I walked out of the room but paused out the doors. I turned around bent my middle three fingers and moved the other two out and waved it. I mouthed, call me. I also blew him a kiss. It was his turn to turn bright red. I laughed as I walked down the halls. I really hoped he called me.