The college roomate (Sherlock/Johnlock/fluff)

Chapter 26

"John, please tell me your all packed and ready." Sherlock asked from the living room, tapping his foot impenitently. "Yes, Shezza. Let me just grab my book bag." John called from the living room. Sherlock rolled his eyes at the childish nickname. He acted like he didn't like it, but secretly, he loved the way John said it.

He grinned as John came running down the hallway with his bags. "Your car, right?" Sherlock asked. "Yes, its already in front of the flat." John said, walking in front of Sherlock. Mrs.Hudson stood by the door, smiling at them. "I'm so happy you boys got over all of that." She said, smiling. "So am I, Mrs.Hudson." Sherlock said, hugging her. "I'll see you boys next holiday?" "Of course!" John answered for them. She hugged John, grinning from ear to ear. "Bye for now, Mrs.Hudson!" John said to her, waving. 

Sherlock took Johns bag from him and began to put them in the trunk. "Aren't you excited to go back to school, Sherl?" Sherlock looked at John and grinned. "Another nickname? I like that one better than Shezza, but that's not gonna stop you, huh? Anyway, I am. I'm thinking of picking up a instrument." Sherlock said as he buckled into the front seat. "Really? Which one?" John asked as he began to drive. "The violin, if that's alright." Sherlock said, looking at John. "Why wouldn't that be okay?" John asked. "No clue." Sherlock said bluntly. 

It was a hour long ride, and Sherlock spent most of it listening to Johns stories intensely. He could've drawn John, if he really wanted to. He might, once he gets art supplies. He missed drawing, he hasn't been doing it lately, because all his time was taken up with John-Not like he was complaining. Once they got to the school, they walked back up to their old dorm when Sherlock purposed a idea. 

"Why don't we push the beds together?"

"What?"

"Why not? I'm so use to sleeping in the same bed as you, I wont sleep as good." Sherlock flirted, sitting on the bed. 

"Sure, why not. Why don't you move them, Shezza, while I get the bags." John said, nodding his head. 

"Whatever you say, Jawn." Sherlock said, getting up. He moved the desk that sat between the beds out of the way, and moved the bed on the right wall towards the one on the left. He figured he'd just get in the bed before John, so he didn't have to climb over him. He pushed the desk where the bed use to be, and set up the chairs and such.

John came upstairs with the rest of the bags and smiled, dropping them on the floor. "I'm gonna unpack now and get ready for classes tomorrow." Sherlock said, grabbing his bag. "Actually, Sherlock, can I talk to you about something?" John asked, sitting on the bed. "Sure... Whats wrong?" Sherlock asked, sitting down next to him.

"Um, well, I've been thinking about this for a while, and when I say a while, I mean a while, and I realized how much you mean to me, and how much shit I put you threw that you don't deserve. Yeah, I know I've said things that I cant take back, and I've done things to, but I would do anything to take them back, trust me. But, I just want to let you know that I'd die with you, I'd die for you, and I'd kill for you. And this summer holiday, it made me realize that you'd do the same thing for me. I really love you, and I really care about you. A lot . You mean the world for me, and I cant imagine it without you. Sherlock, I will never let you go again. I know we aren't the perfect couple, nobody is. But when I am with you, I cant explain the way you make me feel. I get weak in the knees, and I get scared to death that if I say one wrong word, all the things we built here between us, would tumble down. God, I'm going to be completely honest here with you, I have no clue where this is going, but I know where this speech is going to end. I want you to know that to me, your the best person in the world, and yes, I do know this is somewhat quick, and I'd understand if you turn me down, but I want you to know that if you do turn me down, that wont stop me from trying. To wrap it up; Sherlock Holmes, I love you so much, I would kill someone for you, and I know this is quick, considering its only been two years, but, will you marry me?" John finished, holding a tiny box in his hands. 

Sherlock looked at him in shock, his jaw moving, but no words coming out, his eyebrows together in concentration. "You okay?" John asked, grabbing his hand. "JohnIloveyousomuch." Sherlock finally manged to get out, but it all came out in a jumbled mess. "I'd love to marry you." Sherlock whispered. John's eyes widened and grinned. "Sherlock." John said, as he threw himself into his arms. "I thought you'd say no!" John breathed out into Sherlocks shoulder. 

Sherlock didn't say anything, but held John tightly. John pushed back and opened the box, to revile a silver band. "I couldn't get anything really fancy, I don't have that much money." John said, putting it on Sherlocks finger. "John, its wonderful. This is wonderful." Sherlock responded, holding Johns hand. "Dont you get a ring?" Sherlock asked, smiling. "Yes, its in my bag, let me get it." John said, as he grabbed his book bag. He pulled out another box and grabbed the ring and put it on his own finger.

"I love you, Sherlock." John said as he played with his ring.

"I love you too, John." Sherlock responded, kissing him.

I hope you guys like it! I just couldn't wait to get them engaged, honestly! Ahh, 26 Chapters in and they are finally getting married! That's my fault XD

Anyways, I'll try to update soon!

-Lydia