Expecto Patronum (The Consulting Dementor )

Feeling human (and loved)

They went to a few muggle stores trying to hunt for clothing for Sherlock so he wouldn't have to wear Johns. Sherlock was lead by John, having no idea what way to go.

They went into a few simple clothes shops but Sherlock didn't like how casual they were so they wandered into a suits store and Sherlock found himself with a few shirts, some skinny jeans and converse along with a blazer that John had picked out.

John let him get dressed in some public toilets so that when he came out he was wearing purple converse, with black jeans, his black blazer and a slightly tight purple shirt. John stared at him, his heart rate accelerating as Sherlock made his way towards him, a smug smile playing on his lips.

Sherlock wrapped his arms around Johns body tugging him close to his chest and then bending down slightly to kiss John forcefully on the lips, John now on his tiptoes arms wrapped around Sherlocks neck having the life sucked out of him, when Sherlock pulled back his lips were slightly swollen and pink and he couldn't help smiling.

"Come on then" John said gently patting Sherlocks back to push him onwards making him walk on. They were soon in another shop where Sherlock discovered a long wool trench coat with a large collar and big pockets, it had a small bit of red stitching around the top button hole and Sherlock was in love with it.

John couldn't help but smile when Sherlock tried it on, he bought it for him along with a blue scarf which he tied gently around Sherlocks neck as they stood outside the shop.

When they headed home back to Baker Street they fell onto the sofa and wrapped themselves in each other's arms, Sherlock holding tightly to Johns shirt as he lay on Johns lap head on Johns chest. He felt happy again, he hadn't felt in centuries and now he felt loved and freedom and all he wanted to do was hold John against himself and breathe his air.

John loved Sherlock and Sherlock loved John and they're wouldn't have it any other way, no matter what happened they were gonna be stuck at the hip.

Sherlock stirred a bit and muttered something incoherent.

"What did you say love?" John asked gently, laying a hand on Sherlocks hip.

Sherlock turned to face him more and looked into Johns eyes, "they said i would only change back when I met my soulmate, anyone else would just lose their soul to the terrible demon they placed around me."

"So soulmates then?" John smiled.

"Something like that" replied Sherlock a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth, his eyes gleaming, "Thankyou for noticing me, I thought you'd left"

"You made me happy, dementors have only been capable of bringing sadness and making you feel as if you would never be happy again, you were there opposite of that, all the doubts and worries I'd ever had left me instantly. Tell me any other reason I wouldn't come back, and now I'll never leave you, and that affect you had on me then, you have on me now, every time I look at you, all my worries are gone and I feel home" John promised to Sherlock as his hand that was on Sherlocks hip gave him a reassuring squeeze making Sherlock giggle and blush all at the same time.

"Now come on, get some sleep okay?" John told him gently pulling Sherlock protectively closer to him so that Sherlock snuggled into his shirt, nose buried in his chest and practically just sat in Johns lap being held by John like a babe in arms.

After a while John felt Sherlocks weight against him grow heavier and he could feel the slower breathing that meant Sherlock was sleeping, but he continued to hold him close and Sherlocks grip on his shirt never weakened.