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The door to 221B creaked slowly open.
Sherlock’s head snapped up quickly at the sound. He was on his feet and running through the doorway of John’s bedroom, swinging himself on the bannister to slow his pace as he approached the top of the stairs.
John.
John was waiting for him at the bottom, wide eyes wet with tears, as wet as Sherlock’s had been minutes before.
“Sherlock,” he called, his voice hoarse as if he’d been crying for days.
That was all Sherlock needed to hear before he barreled down the stairs into John’s waiting arms.
Fresh rivulets of tears made tracks down his face as he burrowed it in John’s shoulders.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, John. I do care, I do, so so much. I’ve been so afraid of losing you to someone normal that I’ve been pushing you towards that very goal. John, I love you, only you. It’s only ever been you. If you want a regular date night, a picket fence, children, I’ll give it to you because it’s all worth it if I get to keep you, John,” Sherlock sobbed, his shoulders shaking with the force of each heaving breath.
“It’s okay, love. It’s alright. I was trying to shape you into my idea of a domestic wife and I apologise, Sherlock, because I chose you because you were not Mary. The reason I love you is because you are like no other, you are your own flavour. I thought I could bring normal into your life because I thought that was why you kept me around,” answered John, voice thick with emotion.
Sherlock pulled back to look at his lover’s face.
“John, I do not keep you around because you are normal. You are your own brand of iridescence. You are what completes me, what lights up the dark corners of my mind, what makes life brighter and worth living. I came back for you.”
He took a breath.
“And now, you came back for me.”
“I’ll always come back for you, Sherlock. Always,” murmured John as he brought their lips together, salty with mutual tears of relief.