Sherlock woke up the next morning surprised, he couldn't remember the last time he'd slept through the night. He was sure he heard a noise in the other room but ignored it in favour of staring at the beautiful man beside him.

"How long are you going to watch me sleep for?" John asked in a sleepy mumble slowly opening his eyes.

"Sorry I just can't believe your still here."

"I'll be here for as long as I can." John answered the question he heard behind Sherlock's words, before leaning forward and kissing Sherlock. Sherlock deepened the kiss and was just about to roll over onto John when the door opened.

"Are you and your date coming out for breakfast?" Mycroft stood at the door with a grinning Greg behind him. Sherlock groaned rolled onto his back and threw his arm over his eyes.

"Why are you here Mycroft I told you I was busy today." Sherlock asked.

"I told him not to bother you, but you know your brother." Greg answered.

"I thought you could use the help brining over John's things to make the move in quicker and easier." Mycroft said.

"Sherlock how do these men know I've decided to move in?" John asked sounding confused.

"He must have put more cameras and microphones in after I took the old ones out." Sherlock assumed.

"There are cameras and microphones?" That's when John realised he was naked under the covers and blushed. "Could you maybe leave and we'll be out for breakfast in a minute."

The two men nodded and left. John hopped out of bed and picked up his clothes scattered around the room and started putting them on. All the while Sherlock stayed in bed stretching and watching John potter around naked.

"Sherlock come on I'm not going out there on my own."

"Fine," Sherlock got up and put on his skinny jeans and a t-shirt. When they were both dressed they headed out to the kitchen to eat breakfast. The two men from earlier were sat at the table dishing out sausage and bacon sandwiches to four plates.

"Hi I'm John."

"They know," said Sherlock. "John this is my brother Mycroft and his husband Greg Lestrade." They all said hi and John and Sherlock took their seats. John looked at the two men and noticed while Mycroft looked a few years older than them Greg looked about their age maybe a year or two older. That's when he recognised Greg he went to their university, he'd seen him around campus. "Yes John there is a few years between them and Greg does criminology at uni he's in his third year. And yes they married young but they have known each other for years."

"Oh right." John didn't know how long it would take to get used to Sherlock reading his every thought, but he really liked the guy so he would never let it get between them.

"After this I've hired a van to bring John's stuff over from Wembley. You live with your mum and sister right?" Mycroft enquired.

"Yeah that's right and great the quicker I can move out of there and in here the better."

~SH&JW~

Breakfast had gone great John really liked Greg, and he was sure he would get used to Mycroft. They had arrived at John's house in a sleek black car, pulling up in this would sure shock his family.

The four men entered the house with John in front to find two women sat on the couch watching TV, both drunk and still drinking from a bottle of vodka.

"Look its John doing the walk of shame." His sister slurred only noticing her brother. When she finally noticed the other men she piped up again. "Three men, you into polygamy now?"

"Shut up Harry, this is Sherlock, his brother Mycroft and Mycroft's husband Greg. They're here to help me move my things."

"Move? What are you on about?" His mother finally spoke up.

"I'm moving in with Sherlock mother."

"You've just met him." His mother was annoyed who would pay for the things they need now.

"Yup and I'd still prefer to live there than here." That's when John led the three other men to his room with the boxes they were all carrying.

It took a couple of hours to pack all John's things into the van and leave the room empty. With John's mother and sister objecting at every chance they got.

~SH&JW~

By 4 O'clock that afternoon John's stuff had been put into John's new room and the men were all sat around the living room chatting while they waited for their food to arrive.

After they had eaten Mycroft and Greg said their goodbyes, with John and Greg making plans to meet at the pub the next day to watch a football match that was going to be on. Sherlock lay back on the couch putting his head in John's lap.

"Want to go to bed and carry on from this morning?" John asked knowing what the answer would be. Sherlock was up and dragging John to bed as soon as the words were out of John's mouth. "I'll take that as a yes," John laughed.