A Christmas Miracle
Sherlock:
It was Christmas eve and I woke up early. John had laid his head on my chest the night before like he always does. I took a deep breath and John smelled of sweat but I thought he smelled as lovely as usual. But there was one smell that wasn't always there.......alcohol. We had a couple of drinks the evening before. We both had two martinis each. That night was the best night of my life, we danced til about 03:00. John stepped on my toes a lot but he's still learning to control his feet while dancing. How can someone be so handsome? I had asked myself, and how can he love someone like me? I know that I'm a genius but why would anyone love me?
I moved slowly and carefully not to wake him up, I softly replaced my chest with a pillow so he could have his head on something. Shit! I had forgotten to wrap John's presents with present paper. I carefully walked downstairs to wake mrs Hudson up to ask for some present paper.
When I woke her up she kept looking from my face down to where my underwear was supposed to be. "Sherlock I would recommend you to put some pants on or at least some underwear before you come to me next time" she said calmly clearly tired. Fuck! I said mad at myself for not remembering to put some clothes on. "I suppose you two had a good night, I'm glad you finally did it" mrs Hudson said looking me in the eyes. What do you mean? I asked her confused, right after I said those words I remembered. "How can you not remember? You moan was so loud that i was getting worried" she said with a broad smile on her face. "Just give me a towel or something to put on" I said embarrassed. She threw me a stained towel that had that typical old lady smell. I quickly tied it around my hips. "So what do you want? Condoms? Tea?" She said almost laughing. I only need present paper. I said and it was impossible not to laugh. So she gave me some striped Red, green and white Christmas theme paper. Thank you! I said while running up the stairs back to our apartment.
I put the paper down on the kitchen table even tho it was filled with my science stuff including some human fingers and eyes from the mortuary.
A lonely tear rolled down my face when I remembered how Molly had reacted when I told her I was gay. "B-bu-but John s-sa-said that he wasn't a homosexual" she said with her face full of tears. "He isn't gay but he's Bi" I said calmly while not having the courage to meet her eyes. "Why the hell didn't you tell me before! You know that I love you!" She shouted in my face, her sadness had turned into rage in a tenth of a second. "I thought you'd tell the others" I said still looking at my feet afraid to meet her eyes. "I would never do that!" she said now sad again. "Well......I didn't think that I could trust you, I'm sorry but I have a date to go to in one hour, so bye" said disappointed at myself. "Bye, you're an ass just so you now, but I do still love you!" She said calmer now.
I wiped the tear away with the back of my hand, trying to get my mind together. I couldn't find my clothes so I took some of Johns and I looked a lot older than I actually was. The pants were to big and to short considering that John was bigger than me but I was taller than him. I hurried to wrap the presents, it didn't look good but it did it's job. I made him a cup of tea and baked some scones.
John:
I woke up with my head on Sherlock's pillow. "Where is he?"I thought to myself . Then he opened the door and he brought presents and breakfast. "Good morning handsome" I said with a smile on my face. "Morning but you're the one that's handsome....or wait that's the wrong word, Sexy that's the right word for you" Sherlock said a bit confused but with a soft smile on his face. "Come here and kiss the hell out of me!" I said clearly aroused. "Yes captain!" He said while slowly walking towards me. He put down the plate and the presents, and we kissed and kissed. His lips were soft and I dragged my fingers thought his black curles. That man smelled amazing. I gave him one more kiss and then I sat up looking at the breakfast. The scones were actually not bad at all, and the tea was good. Sherlock handed me one of the presents. It was a little box. I opened it and there was a ring in it! "Sher-Sherlock" I stammered. "John, so I've been thinking about this for quite a while now..... marry me!" He said now on the floor bowed down like you do when you propose. "Sherlock, I fucking love you with all my heart, of course I'll marry you!" I shouted while throwing myself out of the bed landing in Sherlock. We both laughed for a minute considering he had lost his balance so both of us where laying on the floor in each others arms. We climbed onto the bed and he put the ring onto my finger. He handles me something that looks like a letter. "It's from Mary, she gave it to me two years ago and told me not to give it to you until Christmas 2018" he said looking me right in the eyes. I read it out loud:
