A/N: A list of things based strongly on 'Minutiae or 156 things about you'. Each point about Sherlock is loosely or stupidly strongly based on me, and each one on John likewise based on my friend, who is to me what John is to Sherlock.
XxXxXxX* John had known himself to be Bisexual since the age of 7, when he'd started crushing on boys and girls alike in the school playground. His parents assumed he'd grow out of it but he never did. They still tried to steer him towards girls as he grew up though, just so they could maybe have some grandchildren. Then he met Sherlock Holmes.
* Sherlock had been Bisexual most of his life, but cannot for the life of him explain a clarifying moment. He'd always claimed if he were a girl, (don't you dare try to imagine it. Seriously. Stop.) he'd be with his primary boarding school friend Peter in a relationship. No-one had taken him seriously of course, but he hadn't joked about that stuff, even at a young age. So, around the age of 14, he'd classed himself Asexual, having discovered conversations about 'who's fit' and who people had slept with really didn't interest or make sense to him. He carried that title until he met John Watson.
* John, bless him, is a major fan of all the Harry Potter media and merchandise. He owns a Gryffindor tie, for God's sake. He's seen all the films the night they came out, loving the hype of lining up, the thrill of seeing it for the first time in a dark cinema surrounded by people feeling exactly the same. It's the highlight of his cinema going-life. He usually goes with family or something, but when the final ever film came out in the cinema, and Sherlock admitted to having only seen Prisoner of Azkaban, Goblet of Fire, and possibly Half Blood Prince (he couldn't remember if he had seen it first on DVD or if he'd gone to the cinema), and none of these had been on the first night, John had practically dragged Sherlock along to the cinema on the release night of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part Two. It seemed fitting to see the finale with the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Something they could both look back on together.
* Sherlock didn't like it when John cried. Especially when there was nothing Sherlock could do about it. At the previously mentioned cinema trip, from the character death of John's favourite Character (you'll have to wait for that, Sherlock doesn't talk about it because he knows it upsets John) to the final scene, with the classic Potter Theme, John had been crying softly into Sherlock's shoulder. It was a cinema, so Sherlock had to refrain from downright turning and kissing John all over his bloody pretty face, or kissing away the tears, so all he could do to try and stop his loves tears was to keep tight hold of his hand and gently pressed kisses along the knuckles or back of the hand, and be silently thrilled when John did the same, albeit shakily. The tears had soaked Sherlock's left sleeve, but he didn't mind, because all he could think about was how the sound of John crying was the most upsetting sound he'd ever had to experience, and he'd do anything in his power to stop it in future.
* You'd have thought, what with being a classic Brit, having served his time for Queen and Country and all that, that John could make tea efficiently without scorching himself or something. That was generally Sherlock's job. But no. It had taken Sherlock about 1 week to realise John was … special … at making tea. Most people, when making tea, press the teabag against the edge of the cup to force out the dark liquid, or swirl said teabag around the cup with the teaspoon to release the taste. Or both. John? No. John's unique in that he instead lifts the tea on the teaspoon out of the cup and uses his thumb the press down on the teabag and gets the juice out that way. Sherlock wouldn't have noticed if John hadn't emitted hisses of pain each time he did it. Apparently he was just 'trying to strengthen my pain receptors to make them stronger' or something. Sherlock had even carefully shown him how Mycroft had taught him to make tea, the real way, but John still did it his own painful way.
* Sherlock occasionally tries making tea the way John does, and can't for the life of him work out why John does it and why he himself tries it, yet he continues to do so, but only when John's out. He always ends up having to run his thumb and forefinger under the tap. Each time, Sherlock notes how it doesn't seem to get better, and this must be how John feels every time he makes tea. Sherlock makes a note to only ask for coffee now, unless he's in the kitchen, in which case he stops John doing it and does it himself, because Sherlock hates seeing John in any form of pain or emotional distress, as mentioned.
* John's parents are great. They really are. They accept Sherlock, they accept Sherlock being with John, and when Sherlock and John had visited John's parents for a week, they'd both spent a majority of time in John's attic, with a couch the moved into a bed, and a TV. John's Mother had even yelled 'stop snogging and come here a moment', and laughed at Sherlock's instant reaction of 'as if!', claiming he'd said it too fast. Sherlock requested John's parents become his own, but John stopped him, saying they couldn't be related, because that would be incest. John's mother had suggested 'honorary' parents, so now, unofficially, Sherlock is John's brother, but not by blood, so relationships are fine.
* What John had really been doing that time his Mother had called them and said 'stop snogging' was trying to place his feet on the slanted ceiling above the couch-bed in the attic to prove he could walk on the ceiling. He'd discovered this 'skill' at a young age when he was bored, on said couch, and wondering if he could balance on his back with his legs along the back of the couch and feet on the ceiling, as if to defy the laws of gravity. Sherlock had been watching and laughing.
* When he's thinking, Sherlock stares at a particular point, and past that point to not really focus at anything. He doesn't make a noise, and steeples his fingertips subconsciously. He is almost always conscious of what's being said around him, although people don't know that, and sometimes he just does it not to concentrate on a case, but to clear his mind, which is no mean feat, of course. Also, a friend once claimed he was fascinating to watch whilst he was thinking, although he can never understand why.
* When John is thinking, he actually sticks his tongue out. It's adorable, and Sherlock is always transfixed by it and tempted to poke it or something. But if he mentions it, John will shy away and his tongue will retreat. So Sherlock stays quiet.