Sherlock and John having dinner after solving a crime, Sherlock suggests to walk back home, John likes the idea, after everything that happened that day it would be nice to just to walk under the calm starry night, while they walk they talk about old cases, Mycroft having a girlfriend, no one believes it yet, the little Rosie and eventually they talk about Mary, two years have passed since the unfortunate event but it doesn’t feel like time has passed, they don’t speak for a moment, they keep walking, John notices that Sherlock is holding his hand, John is confused, he is not sure how to ask why, he finally says “Is this your way of comforting me” Sherlock respond “no” John is even more confuse “Sherlock I am really confused right now” Sherlock turns his head to face John and says “I know you are, I used to be confused too, but now I see clear, John I have something to tell you, deep down you may know what I about to say” John is frozen, Sherlock keeps talking “After many year of friendship, I have decided to tell that I don’t think this is just friendship, there is something else here, at least from my part, most nights I cannot sleep thinking about how you will react when I finally confess how I feel about you, I think at this moment you know how I feel about you, now that have say this, my question to you John, John my dear friend is, Should I let go of your hand?” “you didn’t say it” John says, Sherlock respond “what?”, “how you feel about me, you hinted what your feelings are for me, but you didn’t say it, how do you feel about me Sherlock Holmes?” Sherlock smiles “well John, when you are in the same room than me my heart beats faster than it should, my head is usually a mess,I observe and analyze everything, so many ideas jump up and down inside my head but I see you everything makes sense, you keep me right John Watson, you make me human, I love you” John let go of John’s hand and walk a few steps away from Sherlock facing the opposite side of where Sherlock is, Sherlock’s heart is breaking, John turns around, “I love you,there I said it, It does not matter what people say, even thought I think our friend are going to be happy” Sherlock walks towards John, he places his hands on John’s arms, slowing lean towards John and his lips touches John’s lips.
