It all happened very fast.
They were playing a game, a stupid game with their phones.
They were sitting on the floor, just having fun, to say good bye to 2013. And now, they were in the bed. Joan was sleeping, she was tired. And Sherlock spent all the night just looking at her. She was quite beautiful. He loves her with every beat of his heroine heart.
"Joan" he whispered. She woke up at the moment.
"What do you want sherlock? It's four am." She muttered sleepy.
"I just wanted to say that I love you. I haven't told you since last year." He looked at her eyes. She started laughing.
"Are you serious? You have just woke me, at four in the morning, for that?"
"Yes, I am and yes, I have."
She looked into his eyes. "I love you too, Sherlock. I have never loved anyone as I do you, right now, in this moment. And I'm not imitating a tv programme. Not like you did."
"I wasn't imitating a tv programme. I've always loved you, and I will always love you Joan Watson"
"Sherlock, look at me baby, I love you. But I need to sleep, I haven't sleep for three days, seriously I'm exhausted" he looked at her with puppy eyes "SHERLOCK!"
"Okay, sleep, honey. But just because we have the rest of our lives." He leans down
and kisses her.
"Sherlock?"
"Yes?"
"I love you"
"I love you too"
FLASHBACK.
"GOD SHERLOCK, you have just beheaded me! AND SENT ME A BOMB!"
"Watson, it's just a game. Don't shout me. And you can send me things too"
"Sending things to you? NO! I'm never sending things that can hurt you. Or in this case, kill you."
"Why? It's a game"
"Because I love you"
He didn't need anymore. He leant down and kissed her, as if the world were to end at that moment.
"Watson. I love you too"
"Are you imitating a tv programme?" she hesitated.
"Imitating a tv programme? Okay, I'm going to show you how much I love you"
He kissed her, hold her, and take her to his bedroom.