for their anniversary, sherlock and john went to the holmes estate in the mykonos which was beautiful and john could not get over the view. while john wondered about the house, sherlock hacked into his parent's security system and made sure all the inside cameras were off, leaving the outside ones and the house alarm on since what happened in france, people witnessed things on camera they didn't want to. once he finished, he went upstairs to find john on the balcony and walked up behind him, kissing his cheek.

"cameras are off. we are secluded from everyone else and i've had dreams about your anniversary present every night since you mentioned it." sherlock said then kissed john's neck.

john chuckled. "you have to wait." he looked at the view of the ocean, loving the smell and noises around him. "it's beautiful here. i love it."

sherlock rested his chin on the boy's shoulder. "we could walk around before our reservations, find good places for the next time we come here and get some snacks and drinks for the next few days."

"we should." john said then turned in sherlock's arms. "how's your side?" he asked, rubbing sherlock's hurt side gently.

"would you like to examine it?" sherlock asked, lifting up his shirt and exposing the now smaller and now green bruise.

john got on one knee, and pressed at the skin gently. "and how do your ribs feel?"

"they're fine, john." sherlock said then let his shirt down, pulling john up. "if you're worried about tonight, i'll be fine, love. i know my limits."

"i just don't want you to get hurt more."

sherlock gave john a kiss. "mike said i'm alright. the x rays showed that everything internally was well too. all my stitches are out and my ribs are healed. the only problem is my bruise and it's not as tender as last week, so it's fine."

"i just don't want it to be like last week." john said softly.

sherlock chuckled. "at least i know not to fuck you against the counter now."

john grinned. "you could. just bend me over next time."

"you dirty little thing." sherlock said, giving the boy's ass a light squeeze, causing him to giggle.

the two drove into town, walking around hand in hand at the different shops and views of the water. when they were at a market, sherlock's phone started ringing and he excused himself and walked away from john before he answered.

"hey, harry." he spoke into the phone.

"i've got five minutes. what do you need?"

"i wanted to do this in person, but we've both been busy and i just wanted to ask for your blessing." he said then let out a breath, pulling his phone away from his ear as harry shouted with glee.

"of course you have my blessing, ya bloody idiot!" harry said excitedly.

sherlock laughed softly and looked over at john with a smile as the boy inspected nectarines. "thank you, harry. talk to you soon." he said before hanging up and walking back over to john.

"who was that?" john asked sherlock.

"my parents asking if we settled in alright." sherlock said and took the nectarine out of john's left hand, putting it back. "that one's better."

john put it in the basket then looked at sherlock with a smile. "i love you."

sherlock returned the smile, giving john a quick kiss. "i love you, too."

when they got back to the villa, they put the things they bought then got ready for their date. sherlock picked where they went since he knew the area better and it was a gorgeous restaurant. it was overlooking a beach and the seating was outdoors and was lit by fairy lights and candles. they sat at their table and they both couldn't stop smiling like fools. 

"six years," john smiled. "it's been six years."

sherlock nodded. "i still can't believe it," he smiled. "god i'm so in love with you." he said as he looked over john. "and you're incredibly handsome."

john blushed and smiled slightly. he looked up and sherlock was staring at him like a school boy staring at his crush with a giant smile on his face. john smiled back.

the waiter came over and john wanted to hear sherlock speak some greek, so he made sherlock order their food, staring at him with a giant grin as he listened to him and the waiter speak back and forth in greek and john thought it was extremely sexy.

"how many languages do you speak?" john asked once the waiter was gone.

"well, there's greek and french then spanish, portuguese, some dutch and norwegian and a little bit of russian along with german." sherlock said with a grin as he watched john sit there in amazement.

"i'm in love with a genius," john smiled.

"that's a little overrated." sherlock said.

john shook his head. "nope. you finished uni at twenty two, speak eight languages, and can deduce a person by a single look. i'm astonished."

sherlock laughed softly, his cheeks turning red.

"look at that, i've made you blush," john said with a smile, leaning back in his chair.

"yes, well it's not impossible."

"it's adorable."

"stop it. right now."

"aw, your ears!"

"john. seriously."

"you're so red right now."

sherlock cleared his throat, taking a sip of his water. "you're ridiculous, john watson."

"as for you, sherlock holmes," john smiled.

after dinner, they decided on dessert and john made sherlock order in greek and he got suspicious when the waiter looked at john with a smile before hurrying off to the kitchen again.  john asked about and sherlock played it cool.

when the waiter came out, sherlock moved the things in the middle to the side to make room for their dessert, causing a distraction while the waiter set the plate on the table and sherlock got down on one knee. john looked at the table, looking at the plate then freezing. the words will you marry me? were written on it. john looked over at sherlock and smiled.

"yes," he sniffled and nodded, getting up and giving sherlock a kiss.

everyone around them started clapping and they laughed, separating from their kiss. sherlock smiled up at john, taking his hand and slipping the ring onto his finger, standing up. "i love you." he said.

john smiled helplessly. "i love you, too." he gave sherlock another kiss before they both sat down.

when they got to the villa, they were smiles and soft kisses, still not believing what happened. both of them were giddy, laughing and smiling. they opened up the bottle of red wine and grabbed a bunch of the snacks they bought, going upstairs with everything. they both changed and got on the bed, playing a movie on sherlock's laptop as they sipped their wine and ate sweets. this was way better than sex. both of them sitting there, just talking and enjoying each others company.

"would i take your last name?" john asked, stealing an oreo from sherlock.

sherlock hummed. "john hamish holmes." he said. "john hamish watson-holmes."

"it's too much of a mouthful to be hyphenated." john took a swig of his wine, setting it on the nightstand. "like william sherlock scott holmes."

"hey! there is nothing wrong with my name!" sherlock defended himself. "unlike you, jonathan."

john gasped, flicking shelrock's shoulder. "you know not!"

sherlock grinned, laughing. "ow!"

"i'm sorry did i hurt your precious ego?" john asked, flicking sherlock harder this time.

sherlock grabbed john's wrists, pushing him back as he pinned him to the bed, kissing him deeply. "stop flicking me you twat." he muttered.

john laughed softly and freed his wrists from shelrock's grip, pulling him in for another kiss.

they lay there peacefully in bed. sherlock was sound asleep and john was resting on his shoulder looking at his hand, feeling the metal band with his thumb. he was going to marry sherlock. him and sherlock were getting married after six years of dating and he couldn't be happier. he didn't want to get married soon, but he would in a few years. twenty four would be an odd age to get married at. he was sure sherlock wouldn't mind waiting a few years. after all, if they did, john would be finished with medical school and it would save them the hassle of planning a wedding. he hoped sherlock would want to wait a few years.

john tilted his head up and looked at the sleeping man, looking at his complexion in the moon light that shined through the balcony. gorgeous. just absolutely breathtaking. he smiled softly, nuzzling his face into sherlock's chest. this man was his. all his.