Pet Name Headcanons
- when John first confesses he calls Sherlock love like it’s been trapped behind his teeth the whole time. Sherlock flushes deep scarlet and buries his face in John’s neck.
- Sherlock first uses a pet name on a strenuous case. The murderer, a man called O'Hara, just barely missed Sherlock with a butcher knife. John clung to him once O’Hara was arrested. I thought I lost you. ‘Sh, we’re alright, darling. I’m alright.’ It was like he’d said it a million times before.
- one morning Sherlock is slightly stroppy as John is trying to read his paper. After a few too many huffs and sighs, John puts his paper aside and says come here, sweetheart in the softest voice he can. Sherlock climbs into his lap and all his tension drains.
- Sherlock is enormously vocal during sex and, a lot of the time, he can’t even remember how to speak English. That’s how he came into calling John mon tresor, mon coeur, mon amour. Even though John is not one for pet names, he can’t help but admit that he loves those secret moments.
- John noticed one thing over the first few months of being with Sherlock was that he is insecure. So one night, after, he rolls over and whispers you’re a swan, Sherlock Holmes. My gorgeous swan. And from there on out, when he notices Sherlock looking a little too long in the mirror or being a little too shy he makes a point to wrap him up, kiss his neck and tell him in the stillness no need for that, swan. You’re beautiful. Sherlock wraps his arms around John and some of his insecurities ebb away.
- After they’re engaged, Sherlock introduces John as his future husband. It’s an excuse to say husband more.
- When they get older, retired to Sussex and basking in their love, John goes all out. Bumblebee. Honey. My sweet love. Honeycomb. And, when he really, really wants to make Sherlock, the hottest ass this side of the Thames. Sherlock bats his arm for that one, but blushes anyway.
- And when their time in this world is done they go gently, together, whispering it’s alright love. ‘I will see you soon won’t I, mon coeur?’ Whenever you like, swan. Whenever you like.