~Johnlock Oneshots~

Sherlock had just gotten home from the morgue. But he had something with him. A box, a cardboard box, with three kittens inside it. He secretly liked cats[A/N I have no idea if that's actually true]so he decided to bring them home. John was in his chair reading a book, he turned around to see Sherlock holding the box of kittens. First they just stared at each other, John was just about to ask what was in the box when he heard a tiny meow.

Sherlock looked down into the box to see one of the kittens looking at him, he smiled at her. (The kittens weren't yet that big, they were about three months old)John got up from his chair and walked over to Sherlock, ''Was that a meow?'' John asked.

''Obviously.''

''Why did you bring kittens into this household?'' John asked, rather confused.

''They were abandoned next to a street, no one else cared. You should be proud.'', John sighed at this.

Sherlock put the box down and gathered some blankets and pillows into a corner in the living room as a nest, and carried the kittens there. ''Do you even know how to take care of kittens?'' John asked, ''Instructions are easy to find online, John, use your head for once.''

A while later Sherlock was going out to get some supplies like food, toys and a kitten crib[A/N yes those exist]

At the same time John was talking to Mrs. Hudson about the kittens, and she said it was fine as long as they're not a problem. When he walked back to the flat he spotted one of the kittens crawling in the middle of the living room. 

''Ooooh no little guy, back to the nest.'' John said as he picked the kitten up, and placed it back with it's siblings. Gathering the pillows around the blankets as a wall to prevent more escapes.

The little fella started to play with John's finger, biting it playfully and holding it with it's tiny paws. John chuckled at this, and started wiggling his finger, playing with the little kitten.[A/N this is so fucking cute, I fucking love cats.] When Sherlock returned, he saw a view that made his heart flutter. John was sleeping on the couch with all of the three kittens curled up on top of him.

Sherlock started to set up the kitten crib whilst trying not to wake up John and the kittens. Eventually the kittens woke up on their own, and stumbled up to Sherlock from curiosity. Sherlock chuckled at the three of them smelling the crib and trying to climb inside.

When he got the crib ready, he lifted the kittens inside. He threw the toys in there too(well not literally ''throw'' them). He put some food and water into bowls and placed them into the crib.[A/N at three months old kittens are able to eat solid food] John woke up from the couch, and crouched over to the crib smiling at the kittens.

He turned his head to face Sherlock, still smiling. But his smile fell as they leaned towards each other, their lips connecting into a long kiss.

[A/N Yeah I know this was kinda bad -///- I think the next one will be a song fic, a funny one ;D I have an idea which I will most likely use.]