To Be So Young And In Love

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

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At the age of 8 Sherlock and John's relationship was still as strong as ever. Sherlock was actually getting good at the violin. John had to sit through many hours of his boyfriend attempting to teach himself violin. With a lot of encouragement from John and his own perseverance he was doing very well. He frequently played songs for John, which made John very happy.

As they had gotten older Sherlock was now slightly taller than John, but not by much, though their parents had a feeling that there would be a little more of a noticeable difference when they were teenagers.

"John!" Sherlock shouted in joy as John entered his house.

"Sherlock, I can come around for the rest of the day, my mum said so." John smiled at his boyfriend, gave him a quick peck and let Sherlock pull him upstairs while talking a mile a minute.

"I learnt a new song, just for you, John. You have to listen to it. And then mummy bought me a new DVD which I want to watch with you." Sherlock said.

"But you don't like watching the television. You say it's dull." John stated.

As they had grown in size and age they had also grown in character. They were rather different, but they fit so well together. Sherlock was becoming cleverer and John was getting into Rugby and was still indecisive about whether he wanted to be a soldier or a Doctor.

"I want to watch you. And you'll like the film, I promise!" Sherlock said.

They entered Sherlock's room and John sat on his boyfriend's bed while Sherlock got his violin out and began to play.

John watched quietly as Sherlock closed his eyes, concentrating on the melody which was soft and beautiful. John watched as Sherlock swayed and was simply beautiful, as always. Sherlock was very graceful and extraordinary.

As the song came to an end and Sherlock joined John on the bed John buried his hand in Sherlock's curls, something neither of them tired of, and gave Sherlock a peck.

"It was a lovely song." John said honestly.

"I learnt it just for you." Sherlock smiled.

"I love it." John said.

"Good." Sherlock stated.

"Shall we watch the film now? And can we cuddle? I'm a bit cold." John asked.

"Of course!" Sherlock said.

Sherlock and John went downstairs and put the film on. It was one John had been waiting to see for ages. Sherlock sat on the sofa with John leaning into his side. John had his head on Sherlock's chest. Though John particularly liked playing with Sherlock's hair, Sherlock still knew that John liked his hair being played with too. John's hair was straight, blonde and controlled.

While John sat watching the film Sherlock looked down at John and gently ran his fingers through John's hair gently. When his fingers first started doing this John gave a happy moan and snuggled deeper into Sherlock's chest.

In the evening Ron found them in the same position but sleeping calmly. He smiled fondly and put a blanket over them. At that slight disturbance the two shuffled around a bit, though they were still sleeping. Sherlock pulled John closer and John nuzzled his face into Sherlock's neck.

The following day John had been sat in a bath and thinking. John's bath thoughts were deep. So when the thought of Sherlock came across his mind he started to think about when they would grow up and be old. And suddenly he realised that he and Sherlock were going to die.