"John!" Sherlock yelled.
"Sherlock?" John opened the door to see Sherlock panting heavily.
"Is it... really you?"
"It's really me, John," Sherlock sighed.
John smilled weakly.
They kissed, and everything was okay again. John pulled Sherlock closer and wrapped his arms around him, burying his face in his friend's chest.
"I love you."
"I love you too.