John and Sherlock were currently unpacking in their hotel room.
It was a very beautiful room, the were a soft, lovely shade of red, and the room was decorated in the most lovely fashion.
John almost felt to ashamed to touch anything in the room.
Almost."Oh, my!" John would gasp, turning around frantically to take in every detail of the beautifully decorated room.
"This is beautiful, Sherlock!"
"Calm down, my love, you will have plenty of time to take in the beauty. For now, though, will you accompany me for dinner?" Sherlock said calmly, extending a hand for the small man to climb into.
"Wouldn't think of any other way to spend this evening!" He exclaimed, snuggling into his hand.Sherlock walked out onto the balcony, which was equipped with the utensils for dinner, along with the food, of course.
Sherlock set the small man down, and himself, went into his smaller form and sat across from the love of his interesting life."Wow..." John admired the beautiful city below him, slowly turning his head to catch the eye of his beloved.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Sherlock asked, looking into Johns eyes, rather than the city.
John nodded slowly, captivated by his lovers eyes, which glistened beautifully under the city lights.
"Quite..."
"Mhm....."___________________________
Sherlock tried his best not to show his nervousness, but instead replaced it with confidence and love.
Sherlock had decided something that he never thought he would decide.
He was going to propose.
___________________________John ate slowly, getting distracted by the captivating lights, not noticing his beloved shifting around and grabbing something, hesitating to move closer.
"J-John..." Sherlock coughed nervously, moving next to him and slowly kneeling.
Johns eyes quickly snapped over to Sherlock, which widened when he realised what was happening."Sherlock!" He exclaimed, his jaw dropping when his love pulled out a small, beautiful black box.
"John." Sherlock said shakily.
"John.... I... I'm not very good with words... But, I'm.... Madly in love with you, and I want to spend every moment of my messed up life with you.
You...... You complete me, make me whole. I know it hasn't been long since we've know each other, but it hasn't been a short span of time either.
I love you, John Hamish Watson, and it would be an honour to call you my husband and to take on the name 'Watson-Holmes'. If.... If that's alright with you."Johns mouth opened and closed many times before he could reply.
"Sherlock...."
"Yes! Yes! Of course, I'll marry you Sherlock! It would he an honour to be John Hamish Watson-Holmes!"
With that, he flung into the arms of his fiancé, crying tears of joy.[hi! So, as sad as I am to say it, this is the close to the ending of the book.
Don't fret! I plan on making a sequel of their married life, and the craziness that happens durning it. I still have a few more chapters before I end this story. I know it's a short one, but it was good. I can't wait for the sequel!
AGAIN! This is NOT the last chapter]
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A tiny love [Johnlock romance & PocketLock]
FanfictionJohn was never noticed, of course, that was easy to understand, saying that he could fit inside your pocket. Yes, John Hamish Watson, the seven inched man. The tiniest man ever. What happens when Sherlock Holmes moves into 221B? Will he notice John...