To Be So Young And In Love

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock or anything.

Author's note: Thank you for all your reviews. They really inspire me! This was the quickest I could get this chapter up. It was my little sister's birthday yesterday as long as my college induction day. I also have a busy week ahead of me, but I assure you, I will try my best to update as quickly as possible. Thank you for the support and keep reviewing, you lovely bunch of people! Thank you!

The day after sports day was a Saturday so John ran straight to his boyfriend's house and they went to his bedroom where Sherlock was doing an experiment involving milk and jam. They lay on their stomachs, side my side, heads resting on their palms with their elbows on the floor, watching nothing happen.

"Sherlock?" John said bravely, he really wanted to ask for a kiss.

"Yes?" Sherlock asked.

"Do you want to... kiss?" John asked.

"But we do kiss? On the cheek, all the time?" Sherlock asked, confused.

"I mean... do you want to kiss on the lips? Just a small kiss, the same as on the cheek, only on the lips?" John asked.

"On the lips?" Sherlock asked.

John nodded shyly, this was a bad idea, he thought.

"That's just what I've wanted. I'm sorry; did you notice me staring at your mouth a lot? I couldn't help it. You just... intrigue me... and lately I've wanted to kiss you on the lips but I thought you wouldn't want to." Sherlock said.

"You intrigue me too. And I didn't notice you staring at my mouth. I thought I was the one doing that!" John said.

They both fell into giggles.

"I asked my mummy and she said a peck is okay." Sherlock said.

"Me too!" John smiled.

"Do you want to... now?" Sherlock asked.

"Yes." John whispered.

They both had butterflies in their tummy and felt tingly with happiness. They were finally going to kiss! Properly... on the lips! Not just on the cheek like old friends do when they greet each other. But properly... on the lips... like they had both wanted!

"My arm has pins and needles!" Sherlock suddenly blurted out.

Sherlock didn't want to be uncomfortable in their first kiss so he and John stood up and Sherlock wiggled his arm around until proper feeling returned.

"Better?" John asked, smiling fondly at Sherlock.

Sherlock nodded and then smiled softly, the little genius walked close to John so they were face to face.

They both leaned in slowly and their lips met. The kiss ended quickly but it was so powerful that it left a tingly feeling on their lips.

John grinned. The feeling of Sherlock's full and moist lips had been amazing! It was different from a cheek kiss. It felt more personal and loving. His mouth felt tingly and he was filled with love and he felt like he could do anything.

Sherlock repeated the memory in his mind. The feeling had been so incredible that he wanted to replay it again and again.

"Hey, you don't have to watch it in your head. You can just kiss me again." John said.

Sherlock's eyes widened in hope, was John saying he could kiss him more? Because Sherlock would like that very much.

"Really?" he asked.

"Well, I liked it. I thought you did because you looked like you were playing it again in your head." John said hesitantly.

"You liked it?" Sherlock smiled.

"I loved it." John smiled back.

"I loved it too." Sherlock said and leaned in, landing another peck on John's mouth.

John giggled and said "I love you, Sherlock."

"I love you too." Sherlock smiled.

Later that day, at lunch Sherlock felt the urge to kiss John again. Apart from the two kisses that morning they hadn't kissed since, and he wanted to again.

"John?" he asked.

John turned his head and Sherlock kissed John's lips for a moment and pulled away.

John smiled and went back to his sandwich though reached his hand out into the space between them and Sherlock quickly entwined his with John's.

When Julie and Alan arrived at the Holmes' John ran up to them while Sherlock still sat with Harry and Mycroft in the living room playing a board game.

"Mummy! Daddy!" John said excitedly.

"Well hello there, John!" Alan said, lifting him up.

"Guess what?" John bounced in Alan's arms.

"What?" Julie asked, seeing such a happy look in John's eye that she couldn't control her smile.

"Me and Sherlock kissed on the lips today!" John revealed.

"Did you?" Julie asked.

"Yes. And it was really nice! So we will do it more now because we both loved it!" John proclaimed.

Julie giggled and ruffled John's hair "That's nice, dear."

That evening the four adults were in the living room, the children had all gone to bed.

"They kissed on the lips today." Ron said.

"John told us as soon as he saw us." Julie smiled.

"They are cute." Kathy smiled.

"Aren't they going a bit too... fast?" Ron asked cautiously.

"Ronald, they're five. A peck is fine. They don't know anything beyond that." Kathy said.

"Last night John was really embarrassed when I even mentioned the word 'snog' in front of him. There's no chance of that until they're in their teen years." Julie reassured them.

"I just worry about them." Ron sighed.

"I know. But they're five. It's all good fun. And they really do love each other." Julie smiled.

When the four adults moved upstairs to get Harry and John to take them back to the Watson's house they found Sherlock and John lying on the floor, a book in front of them, both of them had fallen asleep on the floor, their hands were entwined between them and they slept contently and closely.

Alan moved forward and gently tried to separate their hands.

John woke up quickly followed by Sherlock. They were both bleary eyed and barely awake.

"Come on, son. Time to go home." Alan said gently and before he could pick John up the five year old leant over Sherlock, kissed him on the lips and said "Night night, Sherlock." tiredly.

"Goodnight, John." He got in reply.

Ron picked Sherlock up and put him in bed while Alan carried John out. The two quickly fell asleep, content with the progress of their wonderful relationship.

They truly adored each other; you could see it in their eyes in their smiles in their body language, in their closeness. There was nothing about them that didn't beam love.