You're Sick

[burnt_hamster]

“John!  Lestrade’s incompetence is showing again!”

“I don care.”

Sherlock crawled over the bed sheets until he was straddling John’s hips.  He pulled the pillow off his lover’s face.  John’s cheeks were flush and his eyes were watery.  If Sherlock didn’t know better he would label John aroused.  But he knew better.  He dropped his lips to John’s

Comments

[byrons_brain]

Lovely fic!

[burnt_hamster]

Thank you! ^_^

[yndigot]

Aww. Can't really blame Sherlock -- I'd still want to snog John even if he was sick too. Very sweet!

[burnt_hamster]

Hehehe! Can't argue with you there! XD

Thanks for commenting!

[suppu]

Lovely, I smiled from the beginning to the end !

[burnt_hamster]

I'm so glad you liked it!

I was smiling righting it! XD

[ignatius_sparke]

Awwww :3

I love how they both profess undying love every ten minutes when they're in the grip of a fever! :D Seriously, that was so cute!!

[burnt_hamster]

Hee! Thanks so much! XD

[wiccaqueen]

Oh this was so adorable! :)
Especially loved the bit where John and then later on Sherlock confess their love ♥

[burnt_hamster]

Thanks so much!
Yes I love that bit too! Makes being sick almost worthwhile!