His hand in marriage, (bbc)

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John walked up the grand pathway of Myctoft's house, his fingers trembling as he firmly knocked on the front door. He knew he wanted to marry Sherlock, he loved the man with his whole heart. He'd do anything for him. Though he didn't know if Mycroft would approve. Although Sherlock wouldn't care for Mycroft's acceptance, John wanted someone to permit it. The older man pulled the door open, surprised at Johns presence.
"Oh, John. You.. nor sherlock mentioned you were coming by." He raised a eyebrow opening the door wider, welcoming the shorter man in.
"Sorry, i just really need to do this before, well. I don't." He glanced at the floor, a sudden feel of reality hit him.
"Is everything okay?" Mycroft's voice had a hint of genuine concern as he placed a hand on the opposing mans shoulder.

"Your brother, William Sherlock Scott Holmes, is a handful to say the least." A nervous chuckle exited his mouth, "His mind works faster than his body, his words aren't always the kindest. But he is.. brilliant. The way he smiles, I love his grin. the way he runs around when he's excited, the way he mumbles when he's tired, the way he's too scared that something will happen when we cross the road so he grabs my wrist. I really love him. Even the things that should be considered annoying, things that should.. piss me off, and there are. I promise. But I really love him, and.. Mycroft, I was wondering if i could ask Sherlock to marry me." John looked up, making eye contact with him, John felt as if he was going to break out into a sweat.

"You have my blessing." Myctoft smiled, removing his hand from johns shoulder. "Though I have one thing i should inform you,"
"Yes?" The younger man dug his hands into his pockets, a feeling of relief ran over him.
"My brother is in the doorway. He came here 10 minutes before you."
John threw his head to see Sherlock, stood staring back at him. A baffled expression printed on the brunets face.
"Sherlock.." John uttered, though within seconds, Sherlock ran pulling John into his arms, pressing his face against his hair flattening the product in it. It would be a lie to say Sherlock only said yes a couple times.

Within a couple months, they had a proper proposal just after a case, on a full moon night so they could look at the stars.

(Sorry about how lazy this is, finding it hard to find time to post everyday <3)

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