Sherlock sniffed the salty air, his hand on his forehead, eyes squinting against the burning ocean sun.

"Captain Holmes!" Sherlock jumped, and swerved around to only have his heart flutter by a stunning John Watson.

Sherlock grinned proudly, and nodded for Watson to continue.

"Its getting dark," John said, gesturing towards the horizon. "Aye," Sherlock agreed looking up at the darkening sky, and then further to the pink and yellow.

"Would you like to head in?" John asked, still looking up at his captain.

"Actually..." Sherlock looked over to the awaiting John, and flushed, quickly looking away. "I was hoping you would join me...." He muttered. John ignored the stirring feeling in his stomach, and folded his hands behind his back.

"F-for what sir?" He asked, stuttering and soon clearing his throat. "Stargaze," Sherlock, said sighing and jumped from the post and down to his crewmate. He smiled softly and clapped his shoulder walking past him. Johns eyes followed his every move.

"Stargaze?" Watson asked, curious. "Well," Sherlock breathed, heaving the anchor over the ship. "You dont have to," he shrugged, and John quickly protested, probably a bit too fast.

"No! No I-.... I mean... I would love to," he smiled and Sherlock grinned.

He looked up at the sky, and only a bit of the sun was shining, the rest of the sky dark overhead.

Sherlock layed down, and put his hands behind his head. After a minute or so of standing in silence, Sherlock sat up, and looked over to John.

"Are you going to just stand there?" He asked. John flushed and Sherlock chuckled. "Stargazing requires laying down and looking up," he said, and John nodded. Sherlock beckoned him over, and John shuffled over to him.

Soon they were both laying there, the sky now full of black, and stars.

"So... Sherlock" John cleared his throat, as he continued to stare at the sky.

"what are we doing?" He asked, turning his head to look at Sherlock, who was a couple inches away. Sherlock turned towards him, and a faint smile played on his lips, making Johns glance at them.

"John," Sherlock tsked, a deep chuckle errupting from his throat. He closed his eyes, and smirked, leaving Watson sitting there dumbfounded, blush creeping up his neck.

"wh-What?" John asked. 

Sherlocks eyes flicked open, to look at him, a new thing seeping into his eyes.

"John," He sighed.

Suddenly, he crawled up a walked over to the side of the ship, and lit a latern to ignite a small flame on the board. He shifted around, and a mischevious smirk played on his lips. 

John sat up and looked up at his captain, confused as Sherlock approached him.

He held out his hand to the blond, who was still sitting on the ground. 

John stared at the hand, and his eyes glanced up to Sherlock, who had a soft look in his eyes. Something that John only got to see.

He took it slowly, still keeping his eyes locked in Sherlocks, when suddenly, as soon as Johns hand met Sherlocks, he was lifted up swiftly, and quickly met with a hand on his waist, his fingers intertwined with the captains, his chest slightly bumping into Sherlocks. 

He gasped at their sudden closeness, as he looked up to the captain, seeing as he was only a couple inches from him.

John swallowed at the quick movement, and a flush formed on his cheeks. He stared at the captain, who was looking down at him, love pure in his eyes.

"I thought it was quiet clear," Sherlock said, stepping forward, making John step a bit back.

"what was clear?" John asked, trying to ignore the feeling in his stomach, as Sherlock moved his body around on deck. He realised they were dancing.

"Well.." Sherlock said his pupils looking up to his forward, as if it was obvious.

"Sherl-" Before John could finish, he was suddenly dipped down towards the deck.

He felt heat arise on his cheeks, as Sherlocks face crept closer, his eyelids half drooped over his eyes.

"No more questions, John," He murmered, and John nodded, swallowing.

They continued to move swiftly along the deck, with Sherlock humming a soft tune they could move to. John, slowly but assuredly, rested his head on Sherlocks chest, his eyes fluttering closed as he let Sherlock guide him.

Suddenly John was dipped down again, and he quickly moved his hands to Sherlocks neck, so he wouldnt fall.

He opened his eyes slightly, and looked up at Sherlock.

Everything faded, and all that mattered was how Sherlock stopped humming, and he realised Sherlock had caught his breath.

"Sherlock," John said, and he looked up at Sherlock through heavy eyelids. 

"hmm" Sherlock hummed, his face creeping closer.

"Why are we dancing?" John asked sheepishly.

Sherlocks face dropped. 

"gosh, you do know how to kill the moment,"

"what moment-"

Before John could finish, Sherlocks lips pressed against Johns, and John gasped in suprise, making a deep vibration form against his lips from his partner.

As Sherlock slowly pulled away, his eyes opened slowly. 

"John... i um-" But John had waited so long for this, words would just get in the way.

He grabbed his neck and pulled his lips down to his, making Sherlock lose his balance, and the both fell to the ground.

But Johns didnt care. All he wanted was the warmth of Sherlocks lips carressing his own. Sherlocks heart swelled, as John ran his fingers through his hair, and pulled him close.

Sherlock pulled away lightly, and John kept his hands snug in his hair.

"I love you," He whispered.

"I love you too," John grinned.