Johns vows

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John held back tears.
It was his turn.
How would he be able to speak when the tears were being so threatening?

"Sherlock...." He started, sending a small, loving smile to Sherlock.
"You complete me. Sure, you can be a huge cock most of the time, but I know you. I know what you could be, what you are. And everyday I saw that, I fell deeper in love with you."

Small chuckle, good.
Smile, good.
Tears?
Probably good.

"The things you do to me, they are not describable. The way my stomach flips when you smile, the way my heart forgets how to work when you kiss me."
John shifted, trying to piece the words together correctly.
"I promise you, Sherlock Holmes, that I will stand by you at every bump in the road. I will be your crutch when your leg stops moving, your heart when it forgets to beat." John sighed, looking up to finish his point.

"Because, I, John Watson, will love you until the end."

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Sherlock stared deeply into Johns eyes after his vows, the words John spoke not leaving his side.

The next thing he knew, the priest had said: "You may now kiss the.....Groom."

Sherlock leaned down, wrapping his arms around his love, and kissing him deeply.

They were married.
John was his husband.

Husband.

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