To Be So Young And In Love

Chapter 55

Chapter 55

Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock or anything.

Author's note: Sorry for the delay, I know some of you are very excited for the wedding, as am I! But I am on holiday and have come over to Shropshire to see family, so I have less free time because I don't see my family very often. But I am trying! I hope you enjoy this chapter! Thanks and please review!

John awoke as soon as his alarm rang out. There was no 'five more minutes', he was straight up and wide eyed. And also very excited. He went straight to his bathroom and had a shower, there was no quick soap-down, he had a thorough shower, taking care to be clean and fresh for his and Sherlock's special day. When he got out the shower he wrapped a towel around his waist and stood in front of the mirror, he had had the window open while showering so it luckily hadn't misted up. He shaved carefully and didn't cut himself at all. He put deodorant on and towelled his hair dry. Then he got into some baggy trousers and a shirt and went downstairs for breakfast.

He was greeted by his parents and other members of the Watsons and they all smiled at him.

"Aww, my baby's getting married!" Julie cooed and pulled John into a hug, kissing his cheek.

"Mum! I'm not a baby!" John complained, but he didn't really mind.

"You're always my baby, John. Now come and have a good breakfast!" she ushered him to an empty place at the table and gave him his favourite jam on toast. He ate it, drank some water and then said "I've got to go and brush my teeth and put on my suit!" and he ran upstairs with a bounce in his step.

He went back into the bathroom and brushed his teeth well then he returned to his bedroom and looked at the suit that was hung up on his wardrobe. He took it down and slowly put it on. He put fresh underwear on, pulled his trousers up. Put his socks on and pulled his shirt on and buttoned up! He looked at the cuffs and decided it was best he didn't waste time and attempt to do that himself so he jogged downstairs and found everyone was still in their pyjamas and were sat drinking tea in the living room.

"John! You look good!" Harry smiled, she was cheerful today and since babysitting George her and John had been on better terms.

"Thanks." John smiled quickly and said "Dad, help me with my cufflinks please!" John said.

Alan stood up and quickly put John's cufflinks on with a small smile.

Just as John went to turn around Alan pulled him back and gave him a hug.

"Why are you both trying to hug me?" John asked curiously into his dad's shoulder.

"Because you're our son! And you're about to get married and it'll be Sherlock and you." Alan said.

"And that makes you sad?" John asked.

"No! Just... sentimental." Alan explained and let his son go.

"Oh, okay. Well I've got to put the rest of my outfit on now and then we can leave and we can see Sherlock and I can marry him!" John exclaimed with a smile.

Alan laughed and said "Just so."

"Have you seen Uncle Ron or Aunt Kathy... or Sherlock yet?" John asked hopefully.

"I've seen your Uncle Ron. And apparently Sherlock is just as excited as you!" Alan admitted and gave John a gentle push of encouragement towards the door.

"Oh, and dad?" John said.

"Yes, John?" Alan asked.

"It was always Sherlock and me." John said.

"I know. I suppose... from the moment you both reached your little hands out to each other in that cot you were Sherlock and John." Alan said.

John smiled and went back upstairs. Back in his room he put his blue and white striped tie on and ensured the knot was perfect. Then he put his blue waistcoat on and his black tailed suit-jacket on. He stepped into his shiny black shoes and did up the laces in double knots. Then he stood in front of his bathroom mirror once more. He ran a comb through his hair to make himself look smarter and smiled at his reflection.

He was ready for the day.

He ran downstairs to the living room once more and his family all smiled as he entered.

"You look so handsome and dapper, John!" His aunt said.

"Thank you!" John smiled.

"Sherlock will probably get a hard-o-"John cut Harry off.

"Harry! If you even try to finish that sentence you will be uninvited!" John said, blushing.

"Ignore her, John. But she almost has a point. Sherlock will not be able to keep his eyes off of you!" Alan said and John grinned. Alan added "He might even shed a tear, your mother is doing so."

John turned to his mother who blew her nose into a hanky and was crying.

"Mum! Don't cry!" John went over to her but only laid a hand on her shoulder so as to not ruin his suit.

"Oh, it's alright, John. I'm fine, just so proud and happy for you." She said.

John sat down and spent the rest of the morning conversing with relatives and everyone got ready themselves.

In the Holmes house Sherlock awoke earlier than John. He showered and ensured he was clean for their day. He had some cereal, eating on his own; everyone was still asleep in his house. He went back to the bathroom and brushed his teeth, shaved, put deodorant on, and then moved back to his bedroom.

He put his fresh underwear on, and then put his trousers and socks on, then put his shirt on, he struggled with the cufflinks for a bit but in the end they were on right. He put his purple, black and white striped tie on and his purple waistcoat on top. Then he added on his tailed suit-jacket and combed his hair.

He was ready for the day.

He was sat in the living room when everyone came downstairs. The Holmes' were all dressed and ready for the day too.

"Aww, Sherlock! How long have you been awake?" Kathy sat next to her son and put an arm around him gently.

"An hour." Sherlock answered.

"You look lovely; John won't be able to take his eyes off of you! Are you nervous?" she asked.

"No, there is no need to be nervous. I love John and I want to marry him." Sherlock said.

"Good." Kathy smiled.

At eleven o'clock the Holmes' all got in their cars and made their way to the registry office. At the same time Harry sat on John to keep him from trying to get up and see Sherlock. And as soon as the Holmes' had left so did the Watsons.