This is shorter cos its 20 to 2 in the morning and in going out tomorrow so shouldn't really have written this at all but I wanted to do one of these everyday and I'm very stubborn so arent you all lucky?🤣🤣 k, enjoy and stuff, ima sleep:)

Warnings: again, none I can think of.

Word count: 1000

"Should we have a staring contest?" John glanced up from his newspaper to see Sherlock already staring at him.
"Why?"
"Because I'm challenging you to a staring contest."
"Ok then, prepare to crash in a ball of flames."

Bare in mind that they are both as competitive as nerds are about their anime girls and who's is better (yes, I have been caught in the middle of this argument with two of my friends for about 30 minutes despite the fact I dont really watch anime and dont experience attraction so how the heck am I supposed to tell you which is prettier you complete and utter weirdos🤣🤣) there was a general feeling of Olympians waiting at the start line for the 1500 metres. This was going to be a long contest.

"Right then, we need some rules." John folded his hands in his lap and looked thoughtful.
"No we don't, people have been having staring contests since the beginning of time, basically, don't blink. It's not that difficult."
"Yes but what about distractions?"
"What about them?"
"Are we allowed to try and distract each other?"
"Of course, that's what makes it fun."
"Non contact?" Sherlock rolled his eyes and leant forward to ruffle his friends hair cheekily.
"Don't be boring Doctor, I don't like boring."
"So we can touch each other as distraction then?"
"Yeah, I don't see why not."
"Excellent." The Doctors grin was amused and playful. He leaned forward and said, "the game then, my dear Holmes,"
"Is afoot!" Finished the detective, gluing his peircing grey green eyes to his friends. (I have no idea what colour John's eyes are as I am unobservant and all the pictures online look like he has black eyes which doesnt seem right. I only vaguely know Sherlock's because I've seen people talk about the fact his eyes change colour which is great cos it means I can just choose one and hope hes had that at some point:))

For the first 10 seconds, they both sat absolutely still, just admiring each others eyes. After that though, the distraction techniques began. Sherlock began to make stupid faces that John had to try incredibly hard bot to laugh at. In response, he began to hum a very out of tune version of Bach that Sherlock struggled to not scream at. Then Sherlock started talking at great lengths at different varieties of tobacco, half in the Hopes that it would make his friends eyelids shut from boredom and half because he had someone who was forced to sit still and listen to him and he really was interested in the subject. This was rebuffed with a series of terrible dad jokes that John told in amusing voices which made Sherlock scrunch up his nose and pull at his ears in half humour and half exasperation that he was being subjected to this awful display of what could be very loosely described as comedy. This soon transformed into cheesy pick up lines and just downright flirting which made Sherlock's cheeks blush scarlet and his heart beat faster.

Determined not to be beaten, he moved forward, careful to keep his eyes fixed on his friends as he did so, and began to trace patterns across the retired army doctors face and chest. The pickup lines petered out and John began to do the same across Sherlock's features. He came even closer and climbed onto the shorter mans lap si that his legs were thrown over the arm and their noses were almost touching. They had both gone cross eyed to maintain eye contact at such close proximity and boths heart rates and breathing patterns had quickened.

"Hello." Sherlock's voice was quiet and purring as he stroked Watson's stubble cheek.
"Hello." The doctors voice was equally quiet and slightly hesitant. His tongue darted out and ran across his bottom lip as he looked into his flatmates eyes and felt his long, willowy fingers trace patterns along his jaw. He reached out and out his hands on Sherlock's waist, pulling him impossibly closer so that there noses bumped against one another gently. Sherlock's hands moved from his face to his hair and began to wrap the grey locks around his fingers the grey locks, tugging gently. John's pupils widened and he did the only thing he could think of that would out do Sherlock's tender movements. He leant forward, still with his eyes firmly open and pulled Sherlock forward even more so that there lips were touching. Then he kissed him, passionately.

Sherlock was taken by surprise at this and his mind went blank till it was just filled with the feeling of John's chapped lips against his one thin ones. His brain ceased to think and his eyes fluttered closed inspite of himself. He felt John's lips turn upwards into a smile and reluctantly pulled away to look at him.

"I win." He whispered, pushing back a curl that had fallen into Sherlock's face during the kiss.
"You did. As your prize, could we do that again?" Murmered the detective, pressing his forehead to John's.
Instead of answering, he just closed his eyes and connected their lips again. This time it was longer and filled with gentle love. When they finally broke apart, they were both smiling happily like giddy school boys.
"That was the best staring contest I've ever had the pleasure of competing in." Smiled Sherlock, tracing the line of John's lips with his fingers. He kissed them gently and took them into his own, softly rubbing the back of his hand and squeezing it gently.
"Yes. Yes it was." He smiled contentedly.

They sat there, just staring into each others eyes, conversing quietly, tracing each others faces and kissing happily for the next hour before finally readjusting so that they were lying on the sofa, cuddled up in each others arms, listening to the sound of each others heartbeats and gently falling into a warm, contended sleep with the sound of calming rain and distant traffic in the background.

The end

I hope you liked this short taste of fluff, I think it's pretty cute but then again, perhaps I'm biased:). I just decided to dress up all gothy today because why not which is the complete opposite to my normal style which is very brightly coloured and tends to revolve around sparkles, rainbows and winnie the pooh so that was fun. Here are some screensh from a tik tok I did because i think i look really cool but didnt take any actual photos on my phone cos I'm a daft and only have some on my iPad 😶

Anyway, I'm supposed to be waking up at 9am tomorrow to see my grandparents tomorrow and it's now 2am so yay 7 hours of sleep (that may seem like a decent amount but I usually need at least 8 to function oops) k, ima go and sleep now, have a lovely existence and stuff. Insert inspirational quote. Be kind and such etcetera etcetera. Bye,
Isabella
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Ps, I love that this book has 207 views but 742 comments. Thanks torchwoodandoctorwho love ya:)
K, I really am going now:)