GUYS I DID IT I TALKED TO HIM I ASKED HIM OUT

Sherlock and John going into the country on a case, when they drive by a local farm, where a man is standing along the fence with a cardboard box of Irish setter puppies for sale. Sherlock stops the car, runs to the box of puppies and hugs one to his chest like a child while it happily licks his face and Sherlock stutters "Can we... John can we? Can we get one?"

Shoutout to all the pet hedgehogs named after Martin Freeman

this gay baby is breaking my heart

Mrs. Hudson coming upstairs with the afternoon tea to see John and Sherlock splayed out and snoring on the couch, Sherlock laying with his face smushed against John's chest with his long legs hanging off the armrest, John's arms wrapped comfortably around Sherlock and John's face buried in his hair