Question from @TARDIS_Tymeclock: John, why do you love Sherlock? And Sherlock, why do you love John?

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S: I have a list of over 300 reasons that I love John.

J: Only 30 of which he's told me. So far.

S: To give a brief summary --

J: You make it sound like an essay. Not a declaration of love.

S: *continues as though John didn't speak* -- He's just perfect for me. In every way possible. It sounds like a line from a crap movie but it's true. He's perfect for me. Kind. Selfless- well, mostly. He's my polar opposite. Both physically and in personality. Even our names. His is common, mine is not. We fit together so well, when realistic we should go together like oil and water. I'm the puzzler solver. He's the life saver. And, dear God, he's so brave. I have millions of reasons I love and need John Watson but I can't begin to explain half of them. Nor do I wish to.

J: *kisses Sherlock's cheek and takes his hand*

S: *grins*

J: My turn--

S: John only loves me for my arse.

J: *scoffs* He's a bloody git and yet that just makes me love him more... It shouldn't. But it does.

S: *raises eyebrow*

J: It's the little things with Sherlock that I love the most. Like.. even though he is a complete git to me as well, there's always an underlying tone of.. adoration, I suppose. As if I'm the only one in the world that he's ever going to love. W--

S: You are.

J: I know. *smiles* But why I love him.. I don't really know how to answer that exactly. Like Sherlock, there's hundreds- thousands- of reasons I love him so much but none of them can fully explain it. When I'm around Sherlock I just.. I'm complete. 110% content. I could happily survive anything, with Sherlock by my side. No matter how much of an insufferable sod he can be at times.

S: *leans closer to whisper* I love you, John.

J: *smiles and kisses Sherlock's nose* I know. I love you too.