To Be So Young And In Love

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

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John and Sherlock were very, very excited. Tomorrow was their one year anniversary. They had watched their parents give their other halves gifts over their six years of life, and they knew what they were meant to do.

The evening before they parted ways with a kiss on the lips and they both went to their bedrooms to prepare by setting out nice clothes and their school uniform so they could get up, dressed and see each other as soon as possible and to make everything quicker, they both had baths and they both did the thing that they had deemed highly important.

They wrapped their presents.

Sherlock sat on his own in his room. He refused for anybody to help him. John sat in his room and would only let his mum help him. It was very important that everything was right.

Though their anniversary was on a school day, the 31st of January to be precise, they still wanted to celebrate. They planned on waking up early in the morning and then spending all day together and in the evening they would spend time all by themselves. Being boyfriends made them want to spend time just with each other.

John lay on his bed and rolled over for the fifteenth time. He couldn't sleep. He was too excited. In the next house Sherlock was in just the same circumstance. After a lot of their mums and dads coming into their room either to tell them to go to sleep or to try to help them sleep, they managed to nod off.

The next morning at six o'clock John ran to the front door just as the doorbell rang. He swung it open and was greeted by Sherlock.

"Happy Anniversary!" John said and launched himself onto Sherlock, holding him tightly in a hug.

"Happy Anniversary, John." Sherlock smiled into John's shoulder and slowly pulled away. He gave John a quick peck on the lips and then smiled.

"Follow me!" John said.

John had been up for half an hour, he was already dressed as was Sherlock and he led his boyfriend by the hand to his bedroom. Sherlock giggled at John's excitement and once they were in John's room they sat opposite each other on the bed. Both had presents on their laps that they intended to hand to their other half.

"I tried my best to wrap it. My mummy helped with the sticking." John said and handed over the present that was wrapped in a blue wrapping paper.

Sherlock put John's present to the side for a moment and took the present John had chosen for him.

He carefully unwrapped it with a small smile on his face and underneath the wrapping he found a book.

'The violin.' It was simply and blatantly titled.

It was made for children, though probably those a few years older than Sherlock, but Sherlock's age was nowhere near in the same league as his brains, so it would be fine.

"I know you want to learn the violin. And that you've nearly saved enough money to buy one. You don't like other people bossing you about... except me, but that's different... so I bought you a book that will help you learn yourself. And I can help you as well. Look on the first page." John said.

Sherlock opened the first page and found John's familiar handwriting written on the first blank page. John had obviously tried very hard to make his handwriting as neat as possible which made Sherlock smile fondly.