katikat | Fic rec: Sherlock

"Tuesday For Health" by veronamay | Pre-slash | Naturally, it was Tuesday. The worst things always seemed to happen on Tuesdays. | ~1.300 words

Once he was sure John wasn't going to move, Sherlock shifted just enough to be able to pull at John's jacket. John helpfully shrugged out of it, his face still buried in Sherlock's neck; once freed, his arms fell back down, framing Sherlock's body. Sherlock felt John's hands curling underneath and around his shoulders, slow and hesitant, and let the jacket fall where it might. He put his hand in John's hair again (soft warm nice) and resumed stroking his back, savouring the feel of John's musculature beneath the thin wool-blend jumper.

I love feel!good fics. And the ones where Sherlock's comforting John are my favorite!