Author's Note: I wrote this while I was bored in class, I'm such a good student lol :P It was originally around 321 words and it was a bummer to cut it down, but I like how it turned out and I hope you do too! :)
No one was shocked when Sherlock and John got together. Which is understandable, considering most of them thought it was already happening, and the rest thought it would happen eventually. However, contrary to popular belief, it was nothing spectacular that brought them together. It wasn't one big singular event, but rather a chain of small events leading up to an inevitable conclusion.
There was, of course, the "after case" events, the tension-filled looks while the adrenaline still pumped through their veins. Gazes fell to parted lips and in a moment of daring, a thought of "Should I…?" would flit across their minds, but the moment always ended, the spell always broken.
But what mostly made Sherlock and John Sherlock-and-John, were the little intimate moments they shared on a daily basis in the comfort of 221B; the countless cups of tea made, the (albeit reluctant) organization of experiments, the casual touches that lasted a few seconds too long. And, the evenings where they relaxed on the couch, John sitting and watching TV, Sherlock lying down reading with his head in John's lap.
It happened on one of those evenings. Their eyes locked and held. Their faces inched toward each other, lips finally connecting.
And that's it. The whole story. Two halves of a whole meeting in the middle.
Simple, but never boring.
Author's Note: Thanks for reading and feedback is most definitely appreciated :D