John and I were a couple fort wo years now, and god I love him so much. And it's very rare if a sociopath says that so John is very special to me. I walked to the living room and saw John sitting in his armchair. "Goodmorning sweetheart" I said, while I kissed his nose. He smiled. "Goodmorning." I walked to the kitchen and got myself a cup of tea. "John, could you get my phone please?" John frowned. "Where is it then?" "In my jacket." John sighed and walked to Sherlock. When he got the phone out of his pocket, Sherlock kissed him. "Sherlock, you know you can always kiss me, so you don't have to do things like this to kiss me you know." Sherlock smirked and kissed him again. "But I love to do that John. I love you." "I love you too." John looked serious now. "Sherlock would you have dinner with me tonight?"
Sherlock felt guilty. "Well... I have to go to Scotland Yard tonight, Lestrade texted me." John looked very sad. "Look, I know that you consider yourself as married to your work but could you please come to the Marylebrone Road tonight? With me? I've got to ask you something important." But john already knew his answer. "Well forget it. I know you wouldn't come. I need some fresh air, see you later." And he walked outside. Sherlock frowned. He still didn't seem to understand that whole emotion-thing, but he knew John was really sad.
When John was outside, he walked to the park. Why wouldn't Sherlock have dinner with me? I mean, were together now for two years.
When John came back home, it was 6 p.m. and Sherlock wasn't home. "He'd already go to Scotland Yard." John said to himself. Suddenly he saw that he got a text: Come to Marylebrone Road. It's important. -SH
Actually John didn't want to come because Sherlock also wouldn't have dinner with him, but he was so in love that he couldn't refuse him.
When he arrived at the restaurant, he saw Sherlock walking towards him. "I'm glad you came. Now, follow me." Sherlock took John's hand and walked to their table. "Listen John, I'm sorry that I was so stupid today. I actually didn't have to go to Scotland Yard, but I needed help from Lestrade." John frowned. "Why the hell did you need help from Lestrade?" Sherlock looked pretty nervous. John smirked because Sherlock Holmes was never nervous. "listen. I know were not so long together and you also know that I'm not good at relationships. But I'm sure I love you and I want to keep you forever with me." Sherlock had a little box with a ring inside it in his hand, and kneeled down.. "John Hamish Watson. Would you marry me?" John looked deep into Sherlock's eyes and hugged him. After a long hug Sherlock frowned. "so... what's your answer?" John smirked. "Of course I want to marry you, idiot. Come here." John pulled Sherlock towards him and kissed him very long.
