It was about four months after the kiss. For the past few weeks the weather had been awful, but today was nice. They had just finished a case and Sherlock was already getting bored. He wasn't shooting the wall or anything, he just told John he was bored. Ever since he and John had become a couple, Sherlock was a lot calmer. But he still got bored. So they went for a walk.

Things were fine until they saw Danny and Julie. Ever since they got thrown out, Danny and Julie had become friends. They both had new boyfriends, but they were still mad. So you can imagine how they acted when they found out John and Sherlock were a couple.

"Stupid gays" and "Go to Hell" were just a few of the things they yelled at them. And some of their friends joined in.

Sherlock didn't care. He didn't even listen. But John cared. And Sherlock cared about John. It hurt him to see John hurt, and it made him sad to see John sad. Right now he was both.

"Don't listen to them, John. Just keep walking," Sherlock whispered into John's ear.

"I can't," John said through tears. "Why are they saying those mean things, Sherlock? Why are they still mad at us? Some of them don't even know us! Make them stop, Sherlock, make them stop!"

"It's okay, John." Sherlock kissed him on the head. "Lets go home."


"Sherlock, why do they hate us? I only went out with Julie twice. And you and Danny once," John said softly when they got home. They sat down on the couch and Sherlock wrapped his arms around John.

"I don't know. For once I honestly don't know. But I do know that I love you, John. I really do."

John smiled. "I love you too, Sherlock. No matter what happens, I promise I promise I always will."

"John Watson. My John Watson. How did I ever survive without you?"

"I ask myself the same thing about you everyday." He leaned in and kissed Sherlock.

"Come on. You need sleep," Sherlock yawned quietly. For once he was actually tired himself. And with that he led John their room.


"Sherlock," John whispered as he started drifting off.

"Yes, John?"

"I love you, and I don't care what anyone thinks."

"Do you mean that?"

"Yes."

"I'm glad. I love you, John. I know I say that a lot but it's true. I really do love you." Then he kissed John before they both fell asleep.