50 ways of Johnlock

Way 4: Happy Birthday dear Sherlock!

Today is Sherlock's birthday. John wanted to surprise him. Sherlock always acted like he didn't care but he secretly did, and John knew. "Goodmorning John" Sherlock said when he walked into the kitchen. John acted grumpy. "Hmm morning" he answered and gave Sherlock some tea. A long awkward pause. John had a plan. Sherlock took a piece of toast, wondering when John would congratulate him. But John didn't. "John? Aren't you forgetting something?" Sherlock asked. "Oh yes! Ofcourse!" John said. Sherlock smirked, waiting for his moment. "I'm bloody late for work!" John said and ran off to his bedroom to get dressed. He ran out again. "See you tonight okay?" John said and walked out of the flat. Sherlock frowned. Work? John never worked on their birthdays. Did John forget his birthday? In all those years they lived together he never did. Sherlock cleaned up the table and he curled up on the couch. He didn't even bother to get dressed. His best friend had forgotten his birthday. It was a really bad day. Sherlock didn't move, just watched crap telly. Almost crying at some point. He had started to grow more feelings for John. Because he really cared about him. John was the only person who could put up with Sherlock, who cared about him, who showed he cared. And John was handsome, strong, kind, funny and clever. Sherlock started to think that John didn't care as much as he showed. And then he started crying. He was a fool. Sherlock was right. Love is a chemical defect found on the losing side. After an hour John came back, quietly. Sherlock had fallen asleep. John smiled and walked to the kitchen. Putting candles on the cake. "Sherlock? Wake up!" John said and smiled. Sherlock woke up and dried the left over tears. "Why?" He mumbled. John walked towards him with the cake and burning candles. He also started singing happy birthday. Sherlock's face brightened quickly, a smirky smile on his face. John didn't forget. "Happy Birthday Sherlock" John said as he put the cake infront of Sherlock. Sherlock hugged John. "I thought you forgot... Thank you John" Sherlock smiled. "And I thought you didn't care?" John smirked. Sherlock chuckled and looked at the cake. "Red velvet, don't forget your wish!" John said and blew the candles out. "How could I forget your birthday Sherlock? People are bringing cards and presents to Speedy's already. Because there will be a little dinner, with a party. With people who care. But I wanted to give you my gift in private" John smiled and he gave Sherlock a wrapped box. Sherlock smiled wide. "John... You shouldn't have" he said and opened the gift. It was a dark, wooden violincase. With Sherlock's name on it in golden letters. The inside was marine blue, the same as Sherlock's scarf. "I know you had a case, but I thought a new one would be nice" John smiled. Sherlock was amazed. It was really nice. "John... This is amazing!" Sherlock spoke after a moment. Looking up with thankful eyes. John smiles and hugs Sherlock. "Happy birthday pal" he said. "Thank you John... How could I ever think you would forget? May I ask you... One more thing?" Sherlock asked, blushing a bit. John nodded. "Would you like to help me make my wish come true? And not be mad abouy it?" Sherlock seemed nervous about it, shy too. John smiled and nodded. "Ofcourse I want to help. But you can't tell me what it is so you'll just have to do it. I won't be mad. Promise. Aaand you should get dressed mister! The people are coming soon!" John chuckled. Sherlock smiled and stood up. Placing his violin in the new case and carefully placing it on his desk. He then walked to the bedroom and dressed nicely. Sherlock walked back and John had brought the cake down, just back from it and sat down, waiting for Sherlock. He stood up when Sherlock walked back. "You always wear that purple shirt when there is something special. Is that a special shirt to you?" John asked and just smiled again. "Yes... Because I know you like it" Sherlock answered with a soft voice. Walking closer to John and cupping his face, just kissing the man softly and sweetly on the lips. John was surprised and shocked at first. Sherlock Holmes was kissing him. And it was pretty damn good too. John kissed back and completely melted in it. Sherlock parted and apologized. He started to walk out of the room. "Don't you dare to leave..." John said, looking up, blushing. "John... Stop it... I'm sorry okay. You fulfilled my wish... And you promised not to be mad about it" Sherlock answered and looked down. John smirked and walked over, he lifted Sherlock's head and kissed him again. "For a clever detective you are a bloody fool, Sherlock. I can say it now, without fearing you will be mad. I love you..." John smiled wide, really happy. "You gave me the best birthday ever... I love you too John" Sherlock said softly and hugged John tight, crying silent happy tears. This could not be true. Sherlock thought he was dreaming. But he wasn't. John hugged back and then held Sherlock's hand. "Let's go now. They are waiting" John smiled and walked down. "Still can't believe it... Thank you" Sherlock said. "Don't you dare thank me. You are the one to tell it first" John smiled and kissed his cheek. "Now go party, birthday boy. And thank mrs Hudson. She was right all this bloody time" John said. Sherlock nodded. He smiled wide and was really happy. Down at Speedy's he thanked everybody. He opened their presents, thanked them. They had dinner and then Sherlock needed to say a few words. "Thank you all for coming. I really enjoy this evening. Thank you for the kind words and the gifts. I really do like them. But there is someone who has given me the most amazing gift a human being could ever wish for... John Watson. Thank you... To give me your heart... And let me give you mine. I had never expect this. Eventhough mrs Hudson has pointed it out so many times before. I wanted to tell you, that I love you... And I will try to be less of an arsehole" he said and smiled. Everyone laughed and cheered. John stood up and kissed Sherlock. Everyone cheered more now. "I love you too you prick. And don't you dare to change" John smirks. When the party was over they went up to the flat, after cleaning up. Sherlock started kissing John a little more passionate. John responded and they layed down on Sherlock's bed. And that evening John had another surprise for Sherlock. Or either Sherlock for John. Up to you to decide. ((I won't put smut in this one. But feel free to imagine what they did ;) ))