JW & SH
A/N: This popped into my head as I was watching season three of Sherlock. I am I the only one, or do other people think that John and Sherlock are long overdue to kiss in the series? I own nothing… which is unfortunate because then Johnlock would have already been together in this series.
PS. The italics part right in the beginning here is from His Last Vow itself.
Very hard to find a pressure point on you, Mr. Holmes… But look how care about John Watson. Your damsel in distress.
"John," Sherlock said to his boyfriend of two years. "I have a surprise for you."
John Watson cocked his head slightly, before responding. He sat in his normal chair, working on his blog on his laptop. "What is is Sherlock?" The doctor was used to the consulting detective's antics by now, but he always made sure to ask.
"If I tell you it will take the fun out of it," Sherlock pouted.
"Fine," John gave in. He closed his laptop and stood up. "Where are we going?"
"Angelo's," Sherlock buttoned up his coat and wrapped his favorite scarf around his neck. "It was where we went our first date." Sherlock teased. He weaved their fingers together as they left their shared flat. Sherlock called for a cab, and soon they stood in front of the restaurant.
"Sherlock! John!" Angelo exclaimed. "You're back!" Would you like the usual table?"
"Yes please," John said. "That would be lovely."
As they waited for their table to be cleared, John snuck glances at Sherlock. He was still amazed that it had worked out the way it did. After the incident with Magnussen, the feelings that John had been trying to push down had overflowed. He had realized that him and Mary were never going to work out, so they got divorced a few months later.
When John told Sherlock of his feelings for him, he was fully expecting to be rejected. Some lecture on 'human error' or another, but thankfully those worries were unfounded. Sherlock, instead of being mad, kissed John and told him that he felt the same. Since then, the two had been in a relationship that had lasted two years. Two years! That was a lot longer than he expected it to.
"I have your table ready now you two lovebirds!" Angelo said, jolting John out of his thoughts. "I even put a candle at the table already." The doctor blushed remembering the first time he and Sherlock had come to the place. They went to their table and sat down. Angelo took their drink order and scurried off to the kitchen. A few seconds later he came back with a bottle of champagne.
"Um," Sherlock started. He gulped down a glass of the bubbling liquid. "These past two years have been the best of my life."
"What would you like for dinner you two?" Angelo interrupted. The owner of the restaurant held a notepad in his hand. Sherlock looked momentarily annoyed, but quickly wiped it off his face.
"John will have the steak– medium rare," Sherlock pointed at their choices. "I'll have the chicken parmesan." He closed his menu, handing his and John's menu to the man. Angelo left to put their orders in, and Sherlock turned back to his boyfriend.
"What did you want to ask me love?" John reached across the table and place his hand on top of Sherlock's, rubbing little circles with his thumb. A shiver ran down the detective's back at the touch.
"John I love you," Sherlock began what he wanted to say again. "I… Do you see a future with me John?"
"Of course I do," John smiled reassuringly. Sherlock visibly relaxed at that. The detective reached into his pocket and pulled out a small jewelry box, keeping it hidden from John for the moment.
"I would like to ask you something John," Sherlock stood up, getting down on to his right knee. He pulled the box from his pocket, opening it to reveal a gold ring with JW & SH engraved on the inside. "Will you marry me?"
John gasp was audible in the quiet restaurant. Once he got over his initial shock he nodded. "Yes," the doctor said. "I will marry you!" Sherlock grinned, slipping the gold band onto John left ring finger. He pulled his new fiancé to his feet and kissed him.
John was so happy that he didn't even notice the other people in the restaurant clapping. He was lost in Sherlock, and he didn't want to leave.
"I love you so much my high-functioning sociopath," John whispered once they had broken apart. Their foreheads touched and they took comfort in each other's presence.
"And I you," Sherlock captured John's mouth in another kiss.
A/N: So? What did you think? Should I add another chapter? Please let me know in your comments. Also, please let me know if anyone was OOC. Reviews would be much appreciated.
~ ValkyrieDefender