TYPE: FLUFF. NOT GOOD FLUFF, BUT FLUFF. 😂😂

JOHNS POV

I sat in my chair, sipping some tea and relaxing with a book. Then (not so suprisingly) Sherlock bounded in the room. "Hello John, Im going for a stroll. Ill be back soon". 'Thats wierd, he never goes for just strolls...'. I nodded unnenthusiasticly and kept reading my book. A momment later I heard the door shut. "Maybe Ill actually have a calm afternoon". I mumbled as I stood to stretch. As I turned I was suprised to find Sherlocks coat and scarf lying by the door. It was basically calling my name, screaming at me to try them on... I had always wondered what it would be like to wear them... I quickly rushed over to the items and slipped the jacket on.

The jacket felt cool and crisp, and smelled exactly like Sherlock. I inhaled deeply and sighed, wrapping it a little tighter. The jacket was a tad too big, my fingertips barely showing at the ends of the sleeves. I went for the scarf and quickly put it on. I supressed a smirk and straightened my back, trying to become "Sherlock Holmes". I frowned deeply and lowered my voice. "John you twat it is obvious that the brother was the murderer. Oh and Mycroft is just simply the worst". I drawled and did a small spin, taking my arm and throwing the coat behind me

"I am Sherlock Holmes you idiots! Bow"! I busted out laughing to where I had to double-over. Once I caught my breathe I looked around to see if anyone was watching. After assuring myself I was alone I continued my sharade.

I turned the collar of my (his) jacket up. "And when I do this, I look mysterious and hot with my cheek-bones and long legs-". I stopped as I heard a choking gasp of laughter sound from behind me. Mortified I slowly turned, my fears affirmed as I saw Sherlock leaning against the doorframe. He was smirking in a knowing way, his eyebrow quirked. "Hmmm I look hot do I? Mysterious cheekbones"? My face set to fire as I stuttered "H-How long...How m-much did you s-see-". "All of it. I mean come on John when do I go for a stroll or leave my coat/scarf"? I gulped and ripped his clothes off. Not saying a word I shoved past him and ran upstairs. I didnt come down for 2 weeks...

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SHERLOCKS POV

I smirked as John ran up the stairs. "That was adorable John"! I called which he replied with a slammed door and a muffled "SHUT UP"! I didnt stop laughing for 2 hours. If only he knew that I did the same with his jumpers when he was gone...