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Sherlock hummed a made up tune. His fingers tapped together as though it were a dance, his brilliant blue eyes darting back and forth across the room. He looked at the clock again. It has been half a minute since he last checked it. He hummed again, not quite aware of the pace in which his fingers tapped together. A sigh of relief escaped him. John had come home. "Lets have a baby." John dropped the tea cup he had been holding. "Excuse me – wh – what was that?" "A baby, John." Sherlock hissed in his best 'don't be an idiot' voice. "Let's have a baby!" "Sherlock – why would we – we, by the way – yes, two men –

John Watson was woken up by someone sliding into his bed with him and wrapping their slender arms around his waist, pressing against his back. At first, he wanted to push away and ask who decided they could get in his bed without his permission. But since he was too tired to do that option, he let the intruder cuddle close. He had always been a sap for cuddling, anyways. Even if he didn't let anyone know. Even if this could be Moriarty about to kill him. He was just too damn tired to do anything about it. Living with Sherlock Holmes really put a strain on John's life. So he could enjoy these few moments with however decided to come into his r

Sherlock hummed a made up tune. His fingers tapped together as though it were a dance, his brilliant blue eyes darting back and forth across the room. He looked at the clock again. It has been half a minute since he last checked it. He hummed again, not quite aware of the pace in which his fingers tapped together. A sigh of relief escaped him. John had come home. "Lets have a baby." John dropped the tea cup he had been holding. "Excuse me – wh – what was that?" "A baby, John." Sherlock hissed in his best 'don't be an idiot' voice. "Let's have a baby!" "Sherlock – why would we – we, by the way – yes, two men –