John's birthday

Sherlock walked down the streets of London, looking into the side windows of shops. He was out looking for a gift for John's birthday, which was today, and of course he was late with the presents.

John was too busy to notice it was his birthday, just like he had predicted, so they set up a surprise party in the flat, while John was it work they transformed it into something else.

Suddenly, like he felt drawn to, Sherlock looked inside the windows of one store. He stared for quite awhile before entering, buying something, and walking back out. (You have to wait to know what.)

He made it back to the flat, Lestrade, Mycroft, Sally Donovan, Molly, Mike Stamford, and Mrs. Hudson were waiting for him. He walked inside, putting the special present in his pocket.

"Did you find something?" Asked Lestrade.

"Yes. I have." Sherlock gives a sly grin, "He'll be here in another hour or two."

"Yep, are we done decorating?" Molly asked while looking at Sherlock.

"No," Sherlock sighed. "This does NOT look like something John would like."

"But this is how parties are supposed to look." Mrs.Hudson commented.

"This does not look like John." Sherlock paced around, tearing decorations from the wall. "I'll do this, everyone go downstairs."

"Sherlock you're a little stress--"

"Shut up, Mycroft! Go downstairs and don't eat all the bloody cake."

Mycroft scoffed and walked downstairs, everybody else followed him. Sherlock started to make the flat military-doctor-themed.

When he was done, everybody went back upstairs and waited another half hour for John. The downstairs door opened and John walked inside. Everyone stopped moving and took a hiding spot. "Sherlock?" John said and opened the door, turning on the lights. Everyone jumped out and yelled.

"SURPRISE!"

"EEEE!" John jumped back, falling down. He wasn't ready for a surprise.

"John!" Sherlock rushed up to him and helped him up, "Oh, we're sorry..."

John chuckled. "No worries. Is this a surprise party?"

"Yep! And I decorated it like I thought you would like." Sherlock smiled.

John looked at the decorations and a small smile creeped onto his face. "Thank you all!"

And so the party started. Sherlock and Mycroft were the ones that stayed at the side of it all, just leaning on the wall and watching it unravel.

Somewhere in the party John walked up to Sherlock and stood next to him.

"Hey, Sherlock."

"Hello, John. Enjoying your party?"

"Definitely. You designed it perfectly."

"Good. Happy birthday, John."

John smirked, tenderly putting a hand on Sherlock's cheekbones. He chuckled and closed the distance between their lips.

Sherlock instantly turned red, when John separated from him slowly he smiled at the blush. "That's a little gift for you, Sher."

Wow, a kiss and he called him Sher? What is he trying to do, make him pass out?

"U-uh..." Sherlock stared down at John, his cheeks turning a more vibrant pink. He had no idea what to say next, so he bit his lower lip, gave a closed mouth smile, and nodded. "Al-alright..."

John smiled and playfully hit Sherlock's shoulder before going back to his party and guests.

After eating cake they were opening presents. John got a lot of cool things, and Mrs. Hudson so far took the place of best gift with a T-shirt that said 'I don't shave for Sherlock Holmes.'

But Sherlock gave his present last, and it would top that by one million. "Are you ready for my gift... J-John?"

"Of course. I'd love to see what you got." John smirked, he really didn't think Sherlock knew what he would want or like. It was a small competition, did he know or did he get him something useless? Of course, John would appreciate the gift either way.

Sherlock took a deep breath and backed up, he let out the breath slowly and pulled a small box from his pocket. Here it goes... he kept repeating in his head.

Sherlock got on one knee and looked up at John lovingly. "Uh-- wi-will you m-marry me, J-John Watson?"

John gasped, staring at Sherlock with a startled look. "Is-- is this an experiment?"

"Of course not."

John dove into Sherlock's arms with a thoughtful kiss. "Then my answer is yes! Yes yes yes yes!!! Yes till the end of time, Sherlock!" He could feel his eyes overflowing with tears of joy. He never thought this would happen...