john walked down the steps with rosie, holding onto her hands as she stepped down each step slowly. once they were at the landing, they stopped and put shoes on, then john picked up his daughter as they walked down to the door. today they decided to go out and get something from the market to make for breakfast for sherlock since it was father's day. sherlock didn't consider himself rosie's other father even though him and john are dating. so john wanted him to feel like he was because him and rosie felt like he was.

when they got home, john let rosie sit on the table so she could eat her breakfast while he made sherlock's breakfast. he decided to make sherlock avocado egg toast.

"alright, go in there." john said softly to his daughter as he pushed the bedroom door open.

rosie smiled and giggled as she ran into the bedroom, climbing up onto the bed then sitting on sherlock. "da!" she exclaimed, poking sherlock repeatedly.

sherlock chuckled and opened his eyes, smiling at the girl sitting on his chest. "good morning, bumble bee." he said groggily, tickling her stomach a bit.

she giggled and then got off of sherlock, sitting on john's side of the bed as john walked into the room. "happy father's day, love." john smiled at sherlock as he set the tray down over his lap.

sherlock sat up, looking at john. "what's this for?" he asked.

john moved sherlock's legs and sat on the edge of the bed. "it's for father's day." he said with a smile. "rosie also colored you a picture. it's folded under the plate."

sherlock looked at rosie then pulled the folded piece of paper out from under the plate. he unfolded it and smiled. it was a horribly colored picture of a bee, but he still loved it. "c'mere, you." he said to rosie, pulling her into his lap and kissing her cheek as she giggled. "thank you both." sherlock said and looked at rosie then smiled at john.

"you're welcome, now eat before it gets cold." john said.

sherlock are his breakfast in bed, feeding rosie a bit here and there and letting john have some as well. they laid in bed the rest of the morning, watching rosie have the time of her life jumping on the bed then jumping on her dads. the morning was filled with laughter and happiness. and nothing could beat that.

short, shitty, but sweet.