Fic: 221B - A clean sheet

[anarion]

Title: A clean sheet
Words: a 221B has 221 words and ends with a b-word
Rating: PG-13
Pairings : Sherlock/John
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: Not mine.

Summary: ‘365 days of 221Bs’ challenge: a prompt a day, given by atlinmerrick. Day 292.




Previous 221b: Running with scissors


Today's prompt: welcome home

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A clean sheet


The flat had never been this clean before. Probably not even when it was brand new.

Sherlock had cleaned every surface and even the windows. He had tidied up all of his stuff, his books and experiments, his case notes and papers. Since he wasn’t allowed to touch the washing machine, he had made Mrs Hudson wash all their laundry and she in turn had made him change the bedding first.

The fridge was full with things that were actually edible (thanks to Lestrade, who had been so annoyed by Sherlock missing John that he took him shopping- successfully, to everyone's surprise) and Mrs Hudson had baked a cake for tea.

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Two hours later John entered the flat and stopped with a surprised look on his face.

“What happened here?”

“I cleaned the whole flat, but then I thought that it didn’t look like our home anymore, it even smelled nice, so I started an experiment…”

“An extra smelly one I take it?”

“… and I masturbated on our bed.”

“Um… ok. That’s… Wait, you don’t masturbate.”

“I did this time. Mrs Hudson used a new fabric softener. The bed smelled completely wrong.”

“You are insane. And perfect. Now come here and kiss me. And then I have some ideas what we can do to get rid of the clean smell of our bed.”



Next 221b: Welcome Holmes


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AN:
The prompt was 'welcome home - Sherlock's POV'.

I'm sorry that I disappeared like that, I have xgraciela over and she is keeping me busy!
And yesterday I went to the Star Trek premiere in Berlin where I had a blast with rox712, xgraciela, Geny, The Real Benedict Cumberbatch Thinky, Semiotics-of-deduction and JJ Abrams. :D






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Comments

[rox712.livejournal.com]

Mwahahaha! Of course Sherlock would do all that! "The bed smelled completely wrong.” Way to show your love!

Don't make me laugh, darling. My tummy still hurts from all laughing we did yesterday. And I'm hoarse from all the screaming and my feet hurt and.... What a brilliant, brilliant day we had!! Love you to pieces and I didn't want to let go from that hug. See you ASAP!

[anarion.livejournal.com]

Oh God, my feet hurt the whole next day and I almost died at work I was so tired. Graciela made up for it by baking a most delicious cake in the evening and then I spent most of Wednesday in bed and caught up on sleep. ;)

Love you too! <3
And yes, let's not wait several months before we meet again!