Sherlock smiled and grabbed Johns hand, leading him out of the room full of guests.
"How do you feel, Mr. John Hamish Watson-Holmes?" Sherlock asked, a small smirk playing on his lips.
"Great now that I'm married to a beautiful man." He replied, sending the same smirk to his husband.
Husband.
He would never get use to that.
It felt nice, he liked it.
"C'mon boys, off to the party!" Lestrade yelled, peaking his head out the door.
John chuckled, looking up at Sherlock.
"Ready?" He asked, extending his hand towards the love of his life.
"The game is on."
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"Plllleeeeaaassseee." Molly Hopper, begged, tugging on Sherlocks coat.
"No."
"Just one dance, Sherlock, please?"
Johns eyes shot from between Sherlock and Molly, shrugging when Sherlocks eyes met his own. John could tell Sherlock felt uncomfortable and annoyed.
"He doesn't want to dance, how about you go ask Greg?"
Molly frowned, looking away from Sherlock to his husband.
"Fine."
Sherlock laughed when she left, kissing John on the cheek.
"Thanks." He said, looking down at John.
John nodded and smiled. "You looked annoyed, I had to do something."
He leaned up, whispering into Sherlocks ear.
"Plus, you're mine."
Sherlock blushed. "Uh-uh, want a drink?" Without an answer, he rushed away, his cheeks on fire.
Sure, John loved the wedding, but there were other things to look forward to.
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A Spoonful of Sugar
FanficSherlock and John have just gotten married. Sherlock; as busy as ever, trying to make Johns size stay normal, and John trying to be the best husband he could be. How could he know it would be so hard?
