Warnings: Johnlock slash (Rating could go up), beta'd now, I'm not British
Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock.
Special Thanks: Anne, my lovely Beta, who keeps reassuring me and giving me wonderful advice.
More notes at the end of the chapter!
John and Sherlock had both come to the obvious conclusion that they would be married at the Register's office and that they would have a small wedding reception afterwards. They were both very private people and Sherlock even more so. The detective didn't like very many people to touch him, let alone, tolerate their presence during such a special occasion.
John had come up with the idea to separate and write down individually who they would like to attend. So, the consulting detective and blogger each sat down in their separate rooms and began writing. John, being a likable person, had several people he wanted there. So he had written down: his mother, Harry, a few of his cousins, Sarah, Greg, and several army mates, including James Sholto (his former commander). However, since the consulting detective had only John Watson as a friend, his list consisted of his brother, Mrs. Hudson (which they had both agreed that she was like a mother to both of them anyway), Angelo, Molly, and Mike.
When John had read the last name, he looked at Sherlock quizzically before asking, "Mike. Why Mike?" The consulting detective's face turns a light pick until the vision is obscured when Sherlock turns his head away. After a moment or two in hesitation he murmurs, "The probability of finding ones threadmate is 1 out of 10,000 people. If Mike Stamford hadn't introduced us, I may never have met you. Which is obviously irrational. Every individual makes their own decision. 'Fate' and 'destiny' do not determine the outcome of events. Who's to say that you and I wouldn't have met some other way? Still….when I think about it, I am plagued with a feeling of sheer terror at the possibility that I would never have met you. Irrational as it is, I am very grateful that I wasn't being a complete arse to Mike that day and that he stopped to listen to me complain about needing a flatmate, therefore, I would like Mike to come."
John looked at his blushing threadmate with undisguised fondness and love. Since Sherlock was staring pointedly at the ground, he saw none of this nor had he seen John's hand come up to wrap around his neck to pull him down for an amorous kiss. When they part for air, two pairs of eyes flutter open and each face has a matching besotted grin settled firmly into their features. That, of course, was the exact moment Lestrade called with the Andrew's murder. They smiled affectionately at each other before the pair runs off to catch the bad guys thus leaving the guest list unattended for the time being.
After the murder had been solved, the list was picked up again and scrutinized over. John soon realizes that he is in way over his head. He has been looking up, 'Wedding reception, centerpieces, and decorations' but so far, the websites have been decidedly unhelpful. The blogger shuts his laptop in exasperation and huffs out an irritated sigh, 'Planning a party is hard,' The vexed doctor thought sullenly to himself. He holds in his hands their guest list which currently consisted of 30 people (not including the witnesses), but now he is most decidedly stuck. Feeling out of his depth, John walks into the kitchen to make a soothing cup of tea.
Whilst there, he runs into his love sitting at the kitchen table, performing yet another one of his experiments. John, in passing, places a lingering kiss against Sherlock's ebony curls. The detective tilts his head up and captures the doctor's lips with his own. When they part for air, Sherlock opens his eyes, face displaying a soft, small smile, and instantly deduces John's dilemma. "You are having difficulties with planning the reception." The vexed blogger sighs in exasperation and nods his head. His genius threadmate slowly exhales and inquires, "Swan or Sydney Opera House?"
"We have an appointment at Spencer Hart's at 11:30 a.m today. I've announced our union to the public, and I've informed the register's office yesterday of our intentions to wed. After 15 days have elapsed, we may form a civil union." Sherlock states. John stares at his beloved soulmate with a mixture of awe and devotion and draws him down into a searing kiss. When they draw apart, the loving doctor drags the consulting detective out the door in order to get to their appointment.
After they go to get fitted for their tuxes, the army doctor and consulting detective cuddle together of the sofa. Sherlock's head rests in his doctor's lap and John's fingers run through ebony curls. That is how Mycroft finds them when he arrives at Baker Street.
The British Government, out of view of the good doctor and his little brother, allowed a small smile to spread across his face for a few minutes until he carefully wipes it clean into a mask of neutrality. He pointedly clears his throat and two heads peer up at him. "Ah, gentlemen, there you are! Now, shall we discuss the reception?"
Mycroft then opens an official looking binder and moves to sit across from the soulmates. "When will this all take place? Have you thought of a date?" Sherlock begrudgingly sits up from his comfortable position to pointedly leer at his older brother and say, "I've taken care of everything. We pick up our tuxes in two days, I've phoned the King's Cross and I've booked the reception area. The food has been accounted for. Everything is ready, so stop wasting our time!" The room remains quiet for a moment before Mycroft sneers, "Now, brother really, is that anyway to talk? I've come to offer my assistance. Nothing more." The consulting detective glares at his brother and says, "Piss Off!"
As the consulting detective goes to make a witty retort John cuts them off with a pointed look and an exclamation of, "Children, please!" Sherlock pouts firmly and then glares at his older brother while Mycroft seems to be unaffected. "I think we've got it under control, Mycroft, thanks." John says with a wary smile. Mycroft opens his mouth to have the last say in the matter until Sherlock quickly exclaims, "Before you go, Mycroft, there is something I would like to inform you of." The loyal army doctor looks at his mate questioningly until Sherlock gently and reassuringly takes his threadmate's hand in his own and runs his thumb across the doctor's worn hand.
Mycroft looks at his brother thoughtfully and nods his head in acceptance. The British government then begins gathering his things, and beckons his brother with an incline of his head. Sherlock stands and follows his brother out of the flat and down the stairs. When they reaches the landing, Sherlock has caught up with his eldest brother in order to discuss private matters. The consulting detective, mindful of John's presence in the flat above, whispers, "I am going to make a speech at the reception."
The British government looks at his younger brother for a moment, nods his head, and replies, "I will notify Gregory. After the telegrams have been read, you will be able to say what you need to say." Sherlock nods his head in gratitude and they part ways.
When the amateur detective enters the flat once more his soulmate asks, "So.. what was that about?" Sherlock only smiles, tugs his threadmate into a warm hug, and replies, "It was nothing of importance. I was just reminding Mycroft of how much of an annoying git he is." John lets out a small laugh and kisses his threadmate's forehead.
Notes: It's taken me forever but here it is! I hope you like it! My Beta was having computer troubles and I had to do a quick look through myself, so if you see any mistakes, they are mine. Don't be shy, point them out! :D Chapter 18 is in the works. 18 will be wedding and the rating will most likely go up. I might not post on here because I would feel wary due to it's already 'M' rating. The people who know more about it, comment! We'll see! Anyway, on to the reviews! :D
Madilove26: I'm very glad you like it .
Cantuono:I'm glad you like it so far! I hope you will continue reading! :D
Randomplotbunny:I was worried about the proposal scene! I'm happy that it was sweet and adorable! :D No, dear, thank you!
Viridianaln9: I hope they were happy tears at least :D. I'm glad you enjoyed it! I hope to make you all happy with the last few chapters :D.
TheMysteriousGeek2345: I'm glad you're liking it so far! There won't be many chapters and I have big plans for chapter 18. The rating will possibly go up. *Shakes hand* Good to know that there are more of us in the world. ;)