After John returns from being kidnapped, Sherlock is beyond worried, and the only thing that comforts him is striking up a week-long deal. But will they manage to fulfill the deal and spend every moment in the same room? *** He breathed in Sherlock's scent. He breathed it all in. Sherlock stood there for a moment, clearly scared, clearly breathing in John's scent like John was breathing in his. Then they closed the small space that was between their faces. John's arms wrapped around Sherlock's waist, pulling him closer. Sherlock's arms found their way into John's hair. They stayed like that for longer than they should, possibly. It didn't matter to them. Not at that moment. When they finally did break apart, Sherlock whispered, "I'd like it if you kiss me good morning that way."