Home Is Where My Heart Is, Only With You. (Johnlock)

He adjusts my tie for me.

"It must be perfect." He brushes the back of his fingers down my cheek and looks me in the eyes. "Just as perfect as you."

I blush and look away, grabbing his hand in the process.

He lifts his other hand and lightly grabs my chin, pulling me to look at hime. He leans down and lightly places his lips on mine. I press our lips together, lifting my heels ever so slightly.

"Mmmm...." Sherlock purrs in delight. "You give me feelings I've never felt before."

I smile and pull him toward me. Wrapping my arms around his middle, he wraps his around my neck and holds me to his chest.

"I guess wearing a suit isn't anything new to you," I note.

"Is it uncomfortable for you?" He pulls away slightly and looks down at me with concern.

I shift around a little, paying attention to how the suit feels on me. "Hmm, nope. It's fine." I smile up at him.

He instantly relaxes. "Alright." He pulls me into him again, holding me tightly before letting go and letting out a deep sigh.

"Is it sad your own brother doesn't want you as his best man?" He smirks at me and grabs my hand, beginning to walk out of our bed room.

We give each other one more good look over, making sure we didn't miss anything, and head out to Mycroft and Marys' wedding.

***

"Your best man speech was marvelous, my dear."

"And the way you solved that crime was amazing, as usual."

"Ah, no need for flattery, John."

He smiles at me and wraps his arm around my shoulders. I slide my hand across his stomach and hold onto his side while resting me head on his shoulder.

Eventually, we make it to 221B Baker Street and something hits me.

I shrug my suit coat off as Sherlock pays the cab. I enter the flat a little upset, He catches up to me as I head into the bed room, but he stops me dead in my tracks by grabbing my shoulder and pulling me to him. He wraps his arms around my waist from behind as I cross mine.

"What's the matter?" He whispers in my ear.

"It's not fair."

"What, my love?"

I turn around to look at him, a little angrily, "Sher, you've seen me fully undressed, but the most I've seen of you is your bare chest. It makes me feel a little... violated."

His eyes widened with a slight panicked look. But then his face relaxes as a smirk slowly forms on his lips.

"Well we still have to change out of these suits."

The next thing I know I'm swept off my feet and am being held bridal style. I tense up, dropping my coat on the floor, and swing me arms around his neck. "Sherlock!"

He laughs, "I got you, don't worry," and he begins to enter our bedroom.

He lays me down gently on the bed and hovers over me. He leans down and kisses me, licking my bottom lip, sending chills down my spine as I realize what will happen tonight.

Suddenly, he pulls off of me and looks me right in the eyes, "You realize, someday in the near future, that will be us standing up there in front of a priest."

I can't help but smile as tears prick at my eyes.

He continues, "John, I have loved you since the day I met you. It just took me years to figure out. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, I know you've loved me for just as long, and I'm sorry for hurting you like I did. But I'm here now, and I plan on never leaving you again. I want to have you, in every way possible, forever. Because, like they say," he leans down to kiss my cheek and whisper, "true love is one of the rarest things on this Earth."

He kisses down my neck and begins unbuttoning my shirt as joyful tears run from my eyes.

  Will forever be in love, so there ain't no need to rush. But one day, I won't be able to ask you loud enough, I'll say will you marry me. I swear that I will mean it, I'll say will you marry me...

 ...105 is the number that comes to my head when I think of all the years I wanna be with you. Wake up every morning with you in my bed, that's precisely what I plan to do.

*Song Reference: Marry Me - Jason DeRulo