John:

In the heart of rural north Devon, within walking distance of the local village, John has organised a quiet and comfortable holiday at a remote lake house for just the two of you. It was the perfect idea for the most relaxing getaway that you both clearly needed. Sherlock's constant remarks about snapchat were driving the both of you crazy, he was still getting used to the filters and couldn't grasp how to use them, he'd say things like - "Why am I a dog? Why can't I just be myself, why do I have to be a dog to look..decent..."  -  before later saying, "Put the dog one back"

It was early afternoon when you and John were curled up on the sofa laughing about it, wondering what he'd be doing now. "I'll be right back" John said, pecking your forehead as he got up and disappeared into the kitchen. He came back moments later with a tray holding two cups of hot, creamy cocoa that had sprinkles of mini marshmallows, crumbled oreo and cinnamon and  packets of popcorn and sweets.

"Talk about sugar overload!" You laugh, "Thankss, am I excited to have this or what?!"

"It's okay to be a bit naughty - Besides, sherlock isn't here to nag us about our calories and what not," he jokes, setting it down on the coffee table in front of you. You curl up next to him with blankets and cushions surrounding you and watch the flames dance by the fire place opposite you.

John points the tv remote to the flat screen television above the mantel piece and on comes The lord of the rings. John smiles to himself, thinking about what Sherlock would say, commenting here and there on what's not realistic. You're slurping away at your hot chocolate, not caring that you've got whipped cream on your nose, and pigging out on the popcorn, knowing John wouldn't judge you but only join in. A small draft comes in through the windows, so you adjust your blankets around you and rest your head on John's shoulder. He wipes the cream off of your nose and rests his head on yours. The sound of the brave hobbits, Merry and Pippin fighting alongside each other and you and John munching on snacks fills the room and you're most happy at this moment.

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When the film finally ends, and most epically may I add, you somehow don't find yourselves tired so you challenge each other to a game of chess - you win of course - or at least John lets you think you did, but really he let you because he likes seeing your face light up when you get excited. To the end the night, you decide to prank call Sherlock, knowing he'd still be up, and it goes rather successfully until you accidentally blow it and Sherlock being Sherlock realises who it is, you and John talk to him for a little while and joke around before saying goodbye and drifting off to sleep. Theres the adorable sight of you two resting on each other, sleeping soundly on the couch and the flames of the fire burning out.