Just a little fluffy/smutty Johnlock
Snow Day – John’s home from work due to the snow, and Sherlock is bored
teaser below the cut
London was snowed in. Work had already told John not to come in. He sat in his chair, a cup of tea close at hand as he read a journal. Sherlock puttered in the kitchen with some experiment he was trying to not think too much about. The city sounds were muted; few cars dared the streets. The loudest noise was the fireplace, warding off the chill.
Something shattered in the kitchen. John was on his feet in an instant. Sherlock was wrapping his hand in a fortunately clean towel and trying to clean up glass at the same time. John caught his wrists. “Let me see.”